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Blue Line Dividers
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lily-of-thev4lley · 1 year
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Acropolis Ruins at Night by Hiroshi Yoshida (1925)
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Broken Sails
Prologue: Words we should have never left unsaid
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“You want to be a pirate? Seriously?” Shakes said as he swished his legs in the water back and forth.
He enjoyed the tickly feeling of the soft waves playfully lapping at his feet as he sat on the precariously old structure that the habitants of Milnora called a port. Fact that the boy had always found funny, since no other boats ever came to the place.
Skarra turned to him so quickly, that Shakes feared for a moment that his friend might had broken his neck. Though his concern gave pass to amusement when he looked at the indignant expression plastered on the other boy's face.
“Well, of course! And you should know it better than everybody else on this island!” Skarra proudly replied, puffing out his chest. His friend only watched him in silence as his dark eyes shined with poorly hidden glee.
Since meeting him, the boy hadn't stopped proudly voicing his dream whenever he could. It was more than expected for him to do so at any given opportunity, so it wouldn’t come off as a surprise if the whole island knew it at this point.
Skarra huffed and clasped his hands behind his back before walking closer to him, adopting a proud air about him. The rotten planks creaked and moaned under his small weight. “ I really don't understand why it's so difficult for you to believe.” He commented while shaking his shaven head.
Shakes hummed thoughtfully. “Let's see…”, he raised a hand and started to count with his fingers. “You don't know how to drive a boat, you don't know how a compass works— let alone seen one in your life. — you've never used a sword or a gun, the older kids always win when you ‘spar’, you've never met a pirate—
“Alright, alright, I think that's enough—”
“… And you don't even know how to swim!” finished Shakes.
Skarra sighed in defeat and plopped down next to his friend, deciding to not argue any further. “Yeah. Even though you spent all summer trying to teach me. Thanks for helping me, anyways.”
“Don’t even mention it.”
And with that, the two boys fell into a comfortable silence.
The sun was only starting to set, bathing everything its rays touched in a gentle rose-gold. The waves twinkled like little colorful stars moving around in an endless dance as old as time. It was an spectacle like no other and, as always, it seemed to wrap Shakes in a magical trance. The azure depths called to him — no — sang for him as they'd done countless times before, only each time they grew stronger, more eager, more desperate.
And Shakes heard the call, but didn't make any move to follow it.
Instead, he nervously licked his lips, cringing slightly at their chapped texture. From the corner of his eye, he casted a quick glance at his best friend (But could Shakes really call Skarra a friend with the way he couldn't seem to stop thinking about him and his eyes and his hands and his voice?).
Shakes swallowed, trying to push down the bile that had raised to his throat. He palmed his clammy palms on the dusty pants he wore, and sighed.
It was now or never.
“It's just… I have something to tell you.”
“Oh! I have something to tell you, too!”
Shakes tilted his head to the side. “…Oh? You…do?”
Skarra nodded. “Yeah! But you go first.”
“Oh! Uh, don't worry, you can go first.” Shakes quickly stammered, grateful to not be the center of attention anymore.
As the anxiousness left, curiosity filled his mind, for what could be so important that the other boy ‘s face had morphed into such an uncharacteristic expression?. Skarra was frowning deeply; his lips were set into a thin, straight line as his eyes bored into his.
Shakes sucked in a sharp breath as a thought came popped up in his mind.
Could he…?
Shakes was brought out of his thoughts by his friend's voice. “I mean, it's more of a question.” Skarra mumbled thoughtfully, completely unaware of the way the other boy was holding his breath while leaning forward as slowly as he could.
“It doesn't matter, go on…” Shakes softly spurred him on, now breathing in and out to slow down the pounding of his heart, fearful that Skarra might’ve been able to hear it.
“Do you…”, Skarra started, making Shakes suck in a sharp breath.” Do you want to sail with me?”
“…Huh?”
Sharra scratched his head. “Well, I figured that sailing alone would be pretty hard, so why not sail with my best friend on the world?” The boy finished, turning to Shakes with a toothy smile on his face.
Shakes didn't have to think twice. “Yes… Yes! I want to sail with you.”
Skarra laughed and his smile stretched even more, the setting Sun now haloing his figure. “Ha-ha, then let's sail together!”  he said, pumping up a fist in the air.
His good energy was contagious, but a question still nagged at Shakes. “But we don't have a boat?”
“Oh, you're right.” Skarra said as he brought his fist down and a frown settled on his face. His humor change didn't last for too long, for a few seconds of silence later he beamed. “We'll make a boat, and then we'll sail together!”
Shakes could only shake his head and sigh as he smiled fondly at his friend, who had now started to talk about all the things their boat would have and the places they would visit once they finished building it.
Shakes had no doubts that the sea had been there for a long while, and that it would stay there for a while more. There would always be more tomorrows, and they would bring more fun, sunny days to spend with Skarra.
A nice, cool breeze blew over his face, bringing with it a faint melody from the sea. Shakes smiled back at his friend, hoping to convey everything he wanted to tell him in that single gesture.
Yeah. As long as he and Skarra where together, everything would be fine.
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hihihi! I hope you enjoyed this little prologue! This fic is loosely based on @cryingstrika 's sharra mermaid au drawings and it's been on the works for a while. I'm not sure how many chapters it's going to have and updates may be slow and the characters may be a bit (or veryxd) ooc
also, english isn't my 1st language<\3
thanks for reading!
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lily-of-thev4lley · 1 year
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the moon in paintings. x
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lily-of-thev4lley · 1 year
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what if i actually published something... jk... unless? 😳😳
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lily-of-thev4lley · 2 years
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It's just so funny to me that I hate the misscomunication trope w/ a burning passion, yet I'm writing a fic with that same trope
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lily-of-thev4lley · 2 years
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@writerceline bestie, i want to, but im going thru writer's block<\3
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lily-of-thev4lley · 2 years
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lil' excerpt from the prologue of Broken Sails that I'm a bit too proud of
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