Cleo
The blue, unforgiving waves beat down on me.
Where am I? Was the first though to come into my head. T hen it came back; the pirates, the sinking ship. The fleeting hope of surviving. But, for the present, I was alive. I was about to cry for help, but my reasining came in. There could be wilderness, and animals might come.
"Hello?" I geard someone call.
"Here!" I called back. Confuse the animals, mayhap. But, I wasn't the only on to call.The dark silhouette ran to me.
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