“Look!” Eddy whispered, pointing toward the water. “It wasn’t there yesterday.”
Anna squinted at the strange wooden raft tied to the dock behind her grandmother’s cottage. It was old and worn, covered in moss and sea vines, but something about it shimmered faintly in the morning sun.
Lily X tugged at one of the ropes. “This thing looks like it came from a pirate movie!”
In a bustling port town in 1710, where cobblestone streets buzzed with merchants and sailors, and the salty scent of the sea hung in the air, lived a girl named Nami. She was twelve, with a tangle of chestnut curls and eyes that sparkled like the ocean under a noon sun. Nami wasn’t like other kids in Orange Town... she didn’t dream of fancy dresses or grand adventures on pirate ships. Her heart...
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient stone courtyard of the old manor house. Ivy clung to the weathered walls, and a chill whispered through the air as Violet rummaged through her late grandfather's belongings. Dust motes danced in the fading light, each one a reminder of memories long past. She had always been close to him, and now, with his passing, she felt...
