A Tale Of Two Seas
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Title: a Tale of Two Seas
Author: Tunna of FCB
It was an ordinary monday night at sea on the FCB Guild boat with a handful of fishing members fishing up a storm not to mention a few deep sea serps and other moist monsters.
The smell of salt and raw fish permeated the deck as tall tales were passed from old salty dog to new shipmates. One of the oldest and most often told stories is of another time, another space, another sea.....The Black Ink Sea.
The Black Ink Sea is on no map. Legend has it that only once every century a passage opens up to this sea.
Black as night the Ink Sea is covered with floating star shaped gems of the rarest minerals. These gems are said to guide ships through the murky waters with their reflections. The evenings are also illuminated by the gems effervescent glow.
The tale never tells why the sea is so black, that is a mystery, until recently.
Gem, Aphrodite, Curly the Dread, Aridas, spurlock, Amari, FiFi LaForge, Von Hogan, myself and many more were aboard as the ship started to heave and ho. The clouds darkened, the sky dropped tears by the buckets full and the ship appeared to float on air.
Before we knew it we were transported to a sea we had never sailed before. By the look of it it was not long before we knew it was The Black Ink Sea. Our mouths dropped in awe at the sight of its beauty, nothing any of us had seen the likes of before.
Our minds were not at peace for very long as we soon learned of how this sea got its name. Lifting our ship up, rocking us about was the largest SQUID any of us has ever seen. One hundred times larger than our ship. This was no kraken for sure.
FiFi grabbed her ample bosoms and screamed as the men started an attach with bow and arrow. This gigantic creature spewed ink in the amounts unknown to man. Yes, the Black Ink Sea was indeed ink.! Our battle lasted for what seemed hours until be were all unconscious. The next morning we woke and to our amazement still alive.
The ship was no longer on The Black Ink Sea but back on home waters. Confused with such vivid memory of this adventure we all looked at the empty rum bottles. Was it the new batch of rum Curly brewed up or did we really sail the Black Ink Sea?
I have a feeling this tale will be told many times as the years go by.
Another tall tale?
We really don't know.
What do you think?