The Last Sail

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p for his own ship, a sturdy vessel named the Endeavour. He had hired a loyal crew of experienced sailors

over the port of Liverpool, delaying his voyage by several hours. He decided to wa

our with cannons and muskets, hoping to loot its cargo and take its crew hostage. Captain Carter fought back bravely, but he was outnumbered and outgunned. He watched in horror

marked as uncharted, but he hoped that it would offer some refuge and reso

ered his men to gather some supplies and weapons. He planned to explore the island the next day

yes. They belonged to a young girl, who had lived on the island for as long as she could remember. Sh

o family, no friends, no home. She had only herself, and the island. She had learned to survive on her own, by hunting, fishing, and gath

wer of their own. She had felt it many times, a tingling sensation that ran through her body whenever she touched them. She had also heard voices, whispering in a language that she did

ked surprised and scared when they saw her. They pointed their guns at her, and shouted at her. She did no

ried to say hello. But they did not lower their guns, or their voices. They kept shout

like being treated this way. She did not like b

nger and stronger. She heard the voices, louder and clearer than ever. They

on, a bond, a link. She felt the power, the energy, t

er eyes, and

the ground, and tore the sky. It reached the ruins, and activated them. It reached

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nd smoke. She smelled nothing but blood and a

answered the call. She

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