The Opening to The Book I hope to complete one day :)

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  1. PenguinofDeath

    PenguinofDeath The name says it all.

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    The waves lashed cruelly at the side of the boat. The captain screamed orders, but no sound emerged- all was drowned by the sheer ferocity of the waters. The sailor looked over the edge, their motor was failing, even so, he felt a strange sense of calm. He had never seen the sea like this- he’d been through storms, yes, but there was something deeper in the waves tonight. They beat at him with a primal fury, hissing with a rage few possessed. It was beautiful, but something inside him told him he was not going to live to see daybreak.

    His mind wandered to the television, stupidly enough. He almost laughed, at how strange it was. His life was threatened, yet all he could remember was the stupid box announcing that fuel production was up five hundred percent. He wouldn’t ever get to experience these luxuries, of course, and the plants had been pumping out immense amounts of waste. Many protested. Many disappeared from sight, and all traces of them were erased- one of the chief governors who opposed this ‘tainting of a faded environment’ seemed to no longer exist- that was life in the twenty third century.

    A blast of salty water snapped his mind back to the scene. The ocean was boiling- yet it was perfectly clean and pure. He couldn’t remember seeing water this clear that wasn’t out of a tap, and peering in, he started. In the purple light of the maelstrom around them, he saw a strange sight. A ring of black shapes surrounded the ship, from the depths came a tune so melancholy that it brought tears to his eyes. He longed to dive in and join them, but a flash of lightning blocked his eyes, and when, slightly dazed, his vision cleared, the things were gone. The sailor had never seen a whale before, few had, he’d not seen anything bigger than the salmon people kept as pets. He’d heard of a man in New York with a dolphin in a tank, but he was reportedly a bit of a nut job anyway, and marine creatures of any size were a rare sight.

    The rumbling thunder seemed to feel naught but fury, he turned round- the captain was gone- so was everyone else. This brought him entirely to reality- he had been stood there like an idiot- he could now recall the screamed orders of his captain, and the slightly gentle hand of a shipmate on his shoulder, that he had been oblivious to. He was alone- but the boat had drifted much closer to the shores of Sydney- perhaps he would survive.

    Remembering his orders, he rushed to the back of the ship- of course the whole world had anticipated something like this happening- but so soon? Ensuring as little water as possible was thrown inside, he sealed the vault making it entirely watertight, then tried to calm himself, waiting for the inevitable end.

    Turning to the horizon, he knew he would not- blocking out the moon in the sky, hiding the clouds, came a tsunami so immense it’s shadow already touched the humble craft. He sat down, with a sigh, and began to chuckle, “So it ends…” the chorus of the whales began again, it was almost a lullaby. Sweet dreams, human. Sweet dreams.

    Serene…that was all that could describe the scene. The silhouette of a boy, barely ten, framed by an azure sky. The sun was sinking over the horizon- and for the next few hours, would heat nothing but ocean. In this sky, there were no clouds- the water was eternally untouched. Not even the slightest ripple broke its surface, unless a shard of metal or stone was cast in. The port was one of 7. Rocky platforms covered in small squares of glittering material. Around the outside was a strange bubble of energy- this was assumed to be one of the marks of the gods. Deep in the caverns, where the water had not reached, explorers had discovered several humming boxes that seemed to glow with a life force of their own. Anyone who made contact with these things disappeared from sight- it was though of as a portal to the other side, and it was somehow connected to this ethereal blue light, that let humans out and in, but little else. And the boy? Grey. Grey, the dreamer. Grey ‘hawkeye’ as the few who knew him said. But most important of all, he was just plain Grey- chosen by things he did not understand.

    Basic Summary- I'm setting it in the future, where the earths natural defence mechanism has resulted in the destruction of almost all humans, the sinking of nigh-all the landmasses, and most technology gone. Only 7 ports remain- for each port there is the remains of one of the 7 wonders- and for each wonder there is an undersea guardian. The seas are now so dangerous that few traverse them- although amazing technology is available, the people have learnt how to use some of it, but they have no idea where it came from, and so have based their religions about it.

    Criticism, please!
     
  2. Princess Celebmirril

    Princess Celebmirril PRINCESS

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    I think it is really good i would like to read more