NeverEnding

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ

BEING A SAVY PIRATE WAS NO EASY JOB, on the other hand, gives you no freedom; the price, however, is worthy enough as it is the riches came by, it is indeed far better than being a directionless one. Having a captain who hunts down his mortal enemy could defy all two yet resulting as a downfall, but don't worry, it will be a more notable story for a party perhaps.

           Time on the other land, as they would call, is as slow as a snail on a tracking competition. Being on the stratosphere of it was similar as well. The Hutchinson children and the most notorious man of the land were on this layer of atmosphere; it could be unspotted for the human land, yet on magical land? The sea made it clear, pollution was never a problem here.

           On a farther coast, he spotted something on his watch. Elongating the telescope, he got a closer look to see if his observation is right or wrong and he was right. Returning from his journey to a place they will never know, the pesky boy returned. But wait! To his surprise, there was another body he could see, then another and another! His mouth gaped, thinking to himself. The Captain must know about this!

           The pirate pushed through several civilians who were docked for the voyage to their enemy's land. Grumbling at the sight of the old man pushing through, the companions were not satisfied with his actions, yet kept those thoughts within, knowing his purpose.

 The clumsy pirate entered the private office with privilege, gasping for air.

           He stammered, "We spotted the bo-boy, c-captain!" Internally scolding his body, noticing his obvious speech problems and wishing he could trade anything with someone. A hook would be much better than that, he thought.

 Before the graceless man had entered his abode with virtues news, the captain of the ship had been polishing his sword. Upon hearing the man, dropping his sword onto the crooked yet fancy desk. Although he had doubt at first, he had a rush of emotion flowing in with no advance greeting. He ordered the old man to hand him a quill and a parchment to write on.

            "Deliver this to the raven at the stationary mail; it is at the golden keep just east from the heart of the town."

           The old man nodded in response with such full pledged loyalty.

            "Hurry off now. We mustn't be late." The member had bowed in respect and scurried off, taking the letter of the intimidating man on the while. The captain paced around the room, biting his bottom lip as he formed a scheme on his battle.

           Spending his precious time walking back and forth, the captain schemed its and bits of strategy. He made his pieces surround the green bishop on the end, a satisfied smirk on his hips had shown, "Aye, the battle with the bastard has not finished yet, but it shall end thee soon with victory."

           Receiving its feeds from the man, the blind parrot quacked, dumbfounded as it stared at its surrounding. Squawking and quacked once again with its eyes full of mischief even though it was clouded as it pecked for more, bruising the man's hand a bit while it was being caressed.