The Call Of The Deep
It's only minutes into the crossing and already the pitch and roll of the boat have unsettled Natalie's stomach. She casts a glance at the girl sitting directly opposite, sees her pretty face in profile ablaze with anticipation as she stares directly ahead. Across the bay squats Vidor Island, the curtain walls of its castle and formidable keep silhouetted against the back-lit horizon, the parting gift of the Sun's recent departure.Apart from a shy, 'Hi!' on climbing down into the boat, the...
Horror