Book 1: Chapter 6: The Last One
Slowly getting closer to the tragic truth…
Whoosh…whoosh…
So familiar…what is this sound?
Whoosh…whoosh…Waves? The sound of waves rushing back and forth? But, why is there an ocean? Where is this? Which ocean is it?
He was helplessly standing at the edge of the dock in fright. There was a foreign sea stretched out endlessly before his eyes, the whistling of the sea winds and turbulent waves rushing through his ears. A few unidentifiable seabirds circled around above with piercing squawks. The ear-splitting screeches seemed to be mocking him, mocking his weakness, mocking his cowardliness.
It was true, he really was terrified.
He did not want to board that yacht. However, the long and narrow, snow-white yacht was serenely docked near the shore, waiting for him. It was a white apparition that had adventitiously floated over with a tempest that would bring him adrift into the distance, never to return to land.
“No, I don’t want to go.” He shook his head and took a few steps backwards.
“Hey! What’s wrong, Piggy1, scared?” A voice called out his nickname with a playful laugh.