†Driss Perious†
Chapter One
He who Docks In the Fog.
“And, Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth; and the heavens are the works of thine hands: They shall perish; but thou remainest; and they all shall wax old as doth a garment;” ~The Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Hebrews, 1:10-11
It had been December fourth in the year of our Lord one thousand, five hundred and seventy six. The location being England. Naturally the winter holidays near. The ground has a fresh layer of snow and the town is bursting with life. Life is how we will place it, but there are a few dark streets in Liverpool.
Near the harbor is a seldom sad dock. This dock is out far from the land, giving any ship a free place. Not one ship is docked to this dock, not one has docked there any many years. That is how the story would naturally begin, from the harbor white sails are seen.
A ship is sailing into the harbor, one that is not exactly expected. Some on goers stop and watch as the ship sets towards this abandoned dock. Finally, the ship’s captain comes into view. He wears an elegant maroon blouse in which is a compliment to his soft brown eyes. His blonde hair is pulled back and under a royal blue cover. Such a handsome man, his trusted crew mates join his side. The captain is the first to hit the deck, followed by very few crew mates. He walks down the empty deck.
His brilliant cloaks fall out around him as he continues walking down the empty deck. His right hand rises to show his wonderful white laced cuffs and clean innocent hands. Clean and innocent, as he maybe, he is quick to look for the dock owner. A leather sack suddenly in his right hand. Quickly, a frail old woman approaches him from a nearby house. He is quick to drop the sack to the ground and give this woman a gracious hug. The woman looks right to be this young man’s grandmother. OF course, this captain being a returned grandson would be a horribly boring story. And so, with such, the boy has something up his sleeve.
The woman pulls away for a bit as she has a look in her eyes. Without a cry or any gesture of difficulty, she falls to the ground. A dagger is in the man’s now empty hands. With a sense of guilt, his brown eyes look down from the fallen frail woman to the crowd now doubling in size by the dock. He lets go of the dagger, it falls slowly to the ground as a smile passes his lips. As the dagger hits the deck, the wood splinters a little from the weight of such a light blade.
An earsplitting noise continues to echo the world around the calm harbor town. Not a child weeps, there is no noise of rumor, just sudden shock. The boy dressed in maroon looks up at the crowd, his hand tipping his cover before the earsplitting noise ends. As it ends, the dock collapses into the cold winter water. Only the sound of splashing is heard as the captain and his vessel disappears within moments. The ship came into the harbor quickly, and it was much quicker to leave.
A bounty was declared on a ship that has wood as pale as snow. With a captain as heartless as the devil himself, but appears to look as an angel. The sails are pale as well, and the ship mates are said to be lost sailors of the sea. There are many rumors, but the thing about rumors of this sad fate is…
Sometimes rumors are true.
Chapter Two
The White Abyss
“And, Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth; and the heavens are the works of thine hands: They shall perish; but thou remainest; and they all shall wax old as doth a garment;” ~The Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Hebrews, 1:10-11
Had a child wept at the sight of the ship that December morning they would be called weak. Such a ship had soon became the main talk of the town. Not only in Liverpool, but like a raid there were stories to be told in other harbor towns. From England to France, France to Spain, everywhere along the English Channel had stories of a ship as pale as snow. What that normally approaches during the winter months. There is a bounty on this ship. The captain is a wanted man.
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