Shore Leave pt.1- The Anniversary

**Chapter 11: Shore Leave- Part One: The Anniversary** Author's note: References to Isthia's "swollen belly" are an intentional anthropomorphic observation. The narrator, being technically human, is accustomed to pregnant females as having a swollen...

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Who Guards the Coast Guard?

"So...does this mean we're not setting out?" I asked rhetorically. "No. I mean, not yet." Isthia replied. There was distance to her tone. The man Isthia struggled to save from drowning was not yet safe. After allowing his well-being to tug and...

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Good Tidings (Intro)

Prologue- Message in a bottle My name is Gregory Shoemaker. To some of you, I'm speaking from beyond Davy Jones' locker. Though most of you will use my story as proof that I was never gone. You're right; I was never gone. But neither was Elizabeth...

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Hurricane Alley

**Chapter 1- Hurricane Alley #1, date 8/22/08** "Gregory?" Dolphins are the oddest animals. You could consider a platypus or deep-sea krill equally as odd, but they are not; they're just different. Everything seems...

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Open Ocean

At the end of the day I passed through the Florida keys and out into the Atlantic Ocean. Well? What more do you want me to say? I know what you're thinking. The truth is, I thought of nothing besides breathing and swimming. My brain and humanity were...

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Shades of Gray

SHADES OF GRAY I love you, Aimee. That tender embrace Last experienced within your arms transformed my body into prison. I want out. I yearn to be human. I must speak and be spoken back to. I couldn't. I didn't. Now the chance is...

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Tides that Turn

Four days had passed since the man's ship sank. Suffering from heat exhaustion and starvation, he was a terrible sight to behold. He staggered about the island, crusted eyes on the horizon, dazed and gradually dying. We watched him with growing...

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The Eye of the Storm

"Oh no...Oh no ,no, no, no". The density of the storm clouds had petered off during our day in the cave. The slanted rays of sun jutted as far down as the seabed. In the shallow waters the luminescence saturated the sea and I forced my eyes shut....

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Angie (Epilouge and Author Notes)

Just to let you know, I don't suggest reading this part, this is merely for the people who want to know what happens afterward or wants to hear from me. I urge you, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Epilogue It's been ten long years since I've said...

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