Law

The day was like any other. Hot and humid. The ocean was beautiful never the less. Waves of the ocean bounced off the dock like the curls on a beautiful little girl as she runs around her very obviously tired parents. We had just set anchor at Rainbow island for food and further supplies. "I love this island." Bepo said cheerfully running out of the submarine door. He was such a child. I shook my head holding in a smile. Once everyone exited the vessel we all separated, I gave them instructions on when to be back and went on our way.

"Captain," Bepo said interrupting my thought process, "hmm?" I responded looking up at him as we walked through the village, "you hear that?" I looked at him for a moment then began to listen. At first all I could hear was the weight of each foot step we took crunching, as we walked gravel road. People to our left talking of exchanging goods but then fadded as we passed. That's when I heard it.
I heard it.
A familiar voice.
A beautiful familiar voice.

My dearly departed..

Hold me close,

That narrow sea has me grounded..

A hold me..

That narrow sea..

(Song credit. Me. TMB '19)

I couldn't believe it. It was the same voice..

Years ago when we landed on this Mecha Island.

It was cold that year. Not extremly during the day due to the help of the sun but at night was completely different.

I met this gorgeous young woman, she was so beautiful.

Her name was Kaliona Fairbanks.

Captain of the Krieger Pirates.

I fell in love with her.

Madly.

I couldn't get enough of her.

When she sang to me I fell even more.

Take it from a man who has seen alot of talent.

It was her voice. I knew it was.

I didn't notice it but my pace began to quickened as I followed the voice. It lead me past the towns people, stands, shops, and stables all the way to the opening to the woods. I didn't care where I was being lead to, I just had to find her.

I walked through the woods leaving my crew behind, to an opening field in the woods where stood a gazebo. The gazebo was old and weathered. Vines grew up it with pink flowers blooming randomly. In it held a piano and a gorgeous girl playing it. She was wearing a dress that was sectioned into two parts. The top stopped just under her breast as lace traced down her arms where it hooked her thumbs. The bottom only came to her knees in the front but trailed in the back. It was so long and magnificent. It trailed all the way up the steps of the gazebo.

When the song was over, she sighed rubbing the piano keys. Breath - taken by her scent that poured off of her and the cherry blossoms that mixed. "It's really you." I whispered making her turn around with a smile curling up on to her lips as her amazing golden orbs looked into mine. A soft wind blew through her long golden and raven hair.

It's really her.