- Jul 3, 2016
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The wind blew threw his black hair, his nose twitched at the smell of sea salt, the boat shifted underneath him, he stumbled a bit, he'd never been good on boats. As he regained his footing he saw it, the island, the place he was told would be his new home. His eyes lit up as his emotions flared, they told he'd find a future here, he wasn't sure. Then again, he hadn't been sure about anything in a long time.