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Orual · 02-04-2003, 05:54 PM

The salty sea-wind snapped at Airan's curly black hair and stung her blue eyes as she looked out from the crow's nest, but she hardly even noticed. She fingered her lucky chain--the one she had found the selfsame day that she fell in with the corsairs. So far she wasn't dead, so it hadn't failed her yet.

The water stretched out around her. It was all that she could see behind and around, but now they could all see the land in front of them, as she had so joyously called out a few minutes ago. They had been at sea for a long while, and it would be a welcome respite to be on firm dry land again.

But still she had no doubt that this was where she was supposed to be, here on this ship. She did miss her father every now and then, but she wouldn't have gone back to him for all of the treasure in the world, for all the treasure she could ask for was here, with the corsairs.

To be sure, it had been difficult at first. It was still difficult. She was a girl, and a little girl, so it was hard to earn the respect of her shipmates. She hadn't been on board very long, and was still struggling to gain acceptance. Sometimes she was bothered by the way they all treated her like a child--still being a teenager, she was the youngest on the ship. But when it came down to the line, she knew her shipmates could trust her with their lives just as she could trust any of them with hers. There was never that sort of respect and trust with her old friends, back at her father's house: not that there were many. And by the time she had run away, there were none. Finally she felt part of something--she was home here. She was, for once, at home.

[ February 06, 2003: Message edited by: Orual ]

02-04-2003, 05:54 PM	#5
Orual Speaker of the Dead Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Superbia Posts: 868	The salty sea-wind snapped at Airan's curly black hair and stung her blue eyes as she looked out from the crow's nest, but she hardly even noticed. She fingered her lucky chain--the one she had found the selfsame day that she fell in with the corsairs. So far she wasn't dead, so it hadn't failed her yet. The water stretched out around her. It was all that she could see behind and around, but now they could all see the land in front of them, as she had so joyously called out a few minutes ago. They had been at sea for a long while, and it would be a welcome respite to be on firm dry land again. But still she had no doubt that this was where she was supposed to be, here on this ship. She did miss her father every now and then, but she wouldn't have gone back to him for all of the treasure in the world, for all the treasure she could ask for was here, with the corsairs. To be sure, it had been difficult at first. It was still difficult. She was a girl, and a little girl, so it was hard to earn the respect of her shipmates. She hadn't been on board very long, and was still struggling to gain acceptance. Sometimes she was bothered by the way they all treated her like a child--still being a teenager, she was the youngest on the ship. But when it came down to the line, she knew her shipmates could trust her with their lives just as she could trust any of them with hers. There was never that sort of respect and trust with her old friends, back at her father's house: not that there were many. And by the time she had run away, there were none. Finally she felt part of something--she was home here. She was, for once, at home. [ February 06, 2003: Message edited by: Orual ] __________________ "Oh, my god! I care so little, I almost passed out!" --Dr. Cox, "Scrubs"