Chapter 1 (part 1)A Chapter by savdbyloveThe story of Ember BlackThe waves pounded against the shore as Ember Black walked, picking up shells. Looking down, she spied something shiny. Hew view of the horizon was momentarily lost as she stooped down to pick up the object. Her breath caught in her throat as she recognized it for what it was: a piece of a lost pirate's treasure. "Oh my!" she gasped, as she picked it up. Asingle piece of gold, missing from a pile of hundreds. With her eyes fixed on the jewel in her jand, she stood back up. "Beautiful, isn't it?" A male voice. Ember's hand instinctively closed around her find. She turned around, and came face to face with her father. "What's beautiful, sir?" she asked, then saw him wince. She'd been told before that she resembled her mother so much, that she might as well be her very ghost. "The sea, Ember. Isn't the sea beautiful today?" Ember nodded. "Yes, sir," she said. Her father cleared his throat. "I saw you studying something before I startled you. What did you find?" She hesitated, then answered, "Nothing. Just a shell, but I lost it when I heard your voice. But it was nothing really, probably already been washed back out to sea." He nodded. "Well, don't be too much longer, Ember. Lucy needs your help with supper tonight." "Why?" she asked. "I've trained you well. Why? You really must know? Very well. We're having guests at our table tonight. Look out and you will see their ship. They'll be here by nightfall." It was the girl's turn to nod. Then she looked out and saw the ship. It was large, but very fast. Too fast. "Who are they?" she asked. "Enough questions!" was the harsh reply. "But, Father-!" "I said enought!" She hung her head in shame. "Yessir," she whispered. Her father walked away. When was out of sight, she looked down at her hand, tightly closed about her treasure. She opened her hand and held it up. In the open sunlight, she could see it was a medallion of sorts. Across the distance her father called out to her. "Ember! Come along! Lucy needs your help!" "I'm coming!" she answered. She took one final look at the medallion and put it in her pocket. Then she looked back out at the ship, closer now, much closer, almost to the docks. Who is it? she thought. Then she turned on her heel and ran after her father. © 2008 savdbyloveAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 17, 2008 Last Updated on May 13, 2008 AuthorsavdbyloveCrawfordsville, INAboutStill 5'2", my kids are growing up a lil (12 and 10 now). Out of practice on writing, and that degree I was working on has been put on hold yet again. Other than that, I'm still the same old me. An.. more..Writing
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