Neptune's Shadow
When I was eight years old, I looked out of my window and saw a ship. It was magnificent - the rays of sunshine permeated the sails and made them glow, and the hull shone with gold. Everything about the ship was illuminated and made my heart ache for a life at sea.
My heart protested, but I suppressed this ache for eight years. I ignored this ache of longing for eight years in order to carry out my duties - but after eight years, I broke.
I had to escape.
I wanted to escape to the sea. I wanted to wake every morning with my hair encrusted with sea salt and the taste of fresh air on my lips. Most importantly, I wanted to choose my fate, and decide my own future.
I want to choose.
And so one night, I went forth into the shadows, in search of the sea.
And there I found Neptune's Shadow.
My heart protested, but I suppressed this ache for eight years. I ignored this ache of longing for eight years in order to carry out my duties - but after eight years, I broke.
I had to escape.
I wanted to escape to the sea. I wanted to wake every morning with my hair encrusted with sea salt and the taste of fresh air on my lips. Most importantly, I wanted to choose my fate, and decide my own future.
I want to choose.
And so one night, I went forth into the shadows, in search of the sea.
And there I found Neptune's Shadow.