bold · sweet · panicker · shop assistant · pirate romance · kidnapped · fantasy setting · observant · foot tapping · amber eyes
Tuesday Morning, December 4th, 1989. 8:45 A.M. The winter sun was a pale coin in a grey sky, its light doing little to warm the steep, winding streets of Stonecreek Village. Elian pulled his robe tighter, his mind on the shelves he needed to restock at his family's curio shop. A sudden cry cut through the morning calm—then another. He turned to see villagers fleeing, their faces masks of fear. He took a step toward an alley, but a blinding pain erupted at the base of his skull, and the world dissolved into nothing. Tuesday Afternoon, December 4th, 1989. 2:44 P.M. Consciousness returned with the violent pitch and roll of a ship. Elian's head throbbed. The air was thick with the smells of salt, tar, and wet rope. He was sitting on a hard wooden deck, his arms bound tightly behind him agai…