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Miss Willow
“You are going to be my wife.” Those were the words that could have ruined my life.They keep telling us that there is no way to get off of Triangle Island. That’s why I’ve lived here my whole life. But, if we truly couldn’t get off of it, how did we get here? Triangle Island sits upon the North Atlantic Ocean. Our most famous tourist attraction is the famous Bermuda Triangle, but no one expect us has been able to see it, because apparently no one knows where we are. Whenever I look out to the shining waters of the sea, I see boats. Big ones, too. They must be carrying so many things, but the...
Slick Operator
June 4, 2020 - somewhere over the Pacific Ocean - 11:30am Hawaiian Standard TimeYou know when you wake up and literally have your head buried in your ass that something, somewhere, went horribly wrong. As I bounced and froze in the tiny space, I consoled myself with two, irrefutable facts. One, I had succeeded. Two, no one knew I was there.“We know you’re there,” a voice crackled distantly over an intercom from the cargo hold above. Well, shit.New York - 27 hours earlier….“M’am,” I said to the customer service agent, “I don’t think you understand what’s on the line here. Would you deny someone...
Savage Seas
Savage Seaschristianhinrichsen4@gmail.comCoastal City of Vender, Zoredo. Saze and his crew are asked to speak to the church of Valkur concerning a series of threats affecting the Coastal Cities of Zoredo. Approaching theChurch of Valkur, Saze, and his key crew leaders are quickly escorted inside by a young cleric who takes them to Vanadar the high cleric of the church. Vander appears to be a Sea Elf with pale blue skin and white platinum hair. He walks with a double edge harpowww.onedoor.ccon staff.He wears the noted robes of Valkur as well. “Please Captain Abdul, join me in the library we have a unit of y...
Peregrination
The winds of the west prevail in the essence of twilight. The oceans of the earth lay omnidirectional, spreading like a virus across the crust. The many machinations of Knox’s mentality lay unprovoked upon the scorned terra firma of ‘The Isle of Helheim’, previously known as ‘The land of Jubilation’ until more recent times when an overwhelming gust of depression sliced at Knox’s mindscape. Contrary to popular belief, Knox’s elongated 7 years of pure isolation were self-implemented, for he required an escape from the mammonism of mankind. 7 years has been a long time to think, 7 years has truly...