Treasure

She had been collecting lost little treasures near the shore when she spotted him. He had been sitting on the edge of the dock staring out into the night. His black hair was a wreck falling all in his face. His upper arm had four uniformed scratches on it and he looked ready to pass …

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The Disaster Below

The water is peaceful today as I relax on the rocks outside of the gates. A younger guard by the name of Val sits on the rock across from me. Whatever conversation we had been keeping up has long since died out and I am enjoying the silence. Val is rather talkative and him being …