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Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Wednesday Writings - Week 01

Every Wednesday I'll share a small portion of my writing. Hope you enjoy what you're reading!
Excerpt (Daxton, Chapter 1)
The sound of cannon fire surrounded The Shadow. A ship filled with men—pirates droopy-eyed and still in their sleep attire, scurried about on deck, shouting at each other. This was their feeble attempt at giving orders. With a missing Captain and Quartermaster, it made the men unsure of who exactly was in command and therefore they all were. The life of a pirate meant never having to give orders, just take them, and most of the time those orders were to steal or kill. These men were not adept at being organized when faced with an unexpected attack and no leader to guide them. 
The evening lookout sounded an alarm by shouting at the top of his lungs that he spotted a ship just off the port bow. It was not the ideal way anyone would wish to be alerted to such an attack, but it worked as intended. However when the lookout shouted the first time no one seemed to stir from below. It wasn’t until the oncoming enemy ship was close enough to fire upon The Shadow, narrowly missing, that the men, slumbering below deck, knew something was amiss. It was this noise of her disoriented men clamoring about that Captain Silverblade heard when she awoke with a headache.

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