10th Summer 517 AV
Sara look out over the water to the horizon where the sky was awash with the warm pastels of a sunset. As the soft light reflected over the waves of the Suvan Sea she grinned feeling the evening breeze against her face. She had moved over to one of the Palivar classed ships just to see the view up close with no rigging or people in the way.
Sitting down out of the way she placed her bag beside her. As she slipped her hand into the bag she could feel numerous set of eyes upon her. It was because of her bag or more specifically what she chose to keep in her bag a treasure-trove of knick knacks from the various ports she had visited. Most Svefra didn’t collected things letting objects flow in and out of their hand. Thus Sara was viewed with a variety of attitudes ranging from simple acknowledgement to hostility
Sara hand came out of the bag holding a well-worn Music book People recognised it by the cover quickly because one of the few thing that Sara would share from her collection here songs from this book so many gathered around to listen. Clearing her throat Sara open to a page she been working and began to sing:
“Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho
Gather up all of the crew It’s time to ship out Bink’s brew Sea-wind blows To where? Who knows? The waves will be our guide. O’er across the ocean’s tide, Rays of sunshine far and wide. Birds they sing Of cheerful things In circles passing by. Bid farewell to weaver’s town, Say so long to port renowned, Sing a song, It won’t be long, Before we’re casting off Cross the gold and silver seas, A salty spray puts us at ease, Day and night, To our delight, The voyage never ends. Gather up all of the crew, It’s time to ship out Bink’s brew, Pirates we, Eternally, Are challenging the sea. With the waves to rest our heads, Ship beneath us as our beds, Hoisted high, Upon the mast, Our Jolly Roger flies. Somewhere in the endless sky Stormy winds are blowing wide, Waves are dancing, Evening comes, It’s time to sound the drums. But steady men, and never fear, Tomorrow’s skies are always clear, So pound your feet, And clap your hands, Till sunny days return. Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Gather up all of the crew, It’s time to ship out Bink’s brew, Wave good-bye, But don’t you cry, Our memories remain. Our days are but a passing dream, Everlasting though they seem, Beneath the moon, We’ll meet again, The wind’s our lullaby. Gather up all of the crew, It’s time to ship out Bink’s brew, Sing a song, And play along, For all the ocean’s wide. After all is said and done, You’ll end up a skeleton, So spread your tale, From dawn till dusk, Upon these foamy seas. Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho Yo-hohoho Yo-ho-ho-ho
The refrain died away slowly. The song had been a good that came first was a good vocal exercise as it allowed her to not only warm up her voice but to loosen her Jaw, lips and tongue which allowed her to sing clearly as the pitch shifted up and down. Smiling ear to ear her back straight her back her concentration still on breathing from her diaphragm which increased the volume of her singing.
As she looked around there was applause from across the pavlar deck and from several of the nearby Casinors but as it died away she saw a group of young Svefra coming toward her. They were led by a boy known as Thane. Unchecked emotions flicker over Sara face she had no idea while Thane had left his smaller pod for the shared poverty of the Blackpool’s. He had been a pain in her neck since he had arrived. Now she instinctively she held her bag tighter as if to draw comfort from it as she nervously watched him approach. Standing her face stopped flickering between emotions leaving a distrusting glint in her eye.
“What do you want fancy pants.” She ask trying to sound nonchalant.
As Thane came to a halt at Sara side he pulled a comb out of his pocket and ran it through his hair. In the short time in the pod it had become obvious that Thane had an ego. His hair was the light shade of blonde he had come across. His skin was smooth with little body hair. He was muscular and Lean. He thought he was Laviku gift to women
“You” he said with a sly smile as the crowd that followed All Friendly faces seemed to have drifted off as Thane friend formed a circle around the two of them. Sara who was used to being on the side lines alone the attention was putting her on the edge of your comfort zone as she was faced with hostile teenagers. Then thane continued speaking raising his voice he add “just leave your clothes outside.”
There were wolf whistle and cheering at Thane comment. Again emotion flicker around Sara face she was both embarrassed and angry for the comment Thane had made and all she wanted was to wipe the smug smile of his face. Sara hand disappeared into her bag and rummaged around for something she could defend herself with only for her hand to come up empty.
“My mother raised me better than the sluts you call friends …” Whatever she was going to say next was block cries of shrill voices hurling insults back The boys joining in shouting “She just a hoarder” The girls Turn to the men or thane saying almost in unison “Are you going to let her talk about us like that!”
The women started moving to the back of the crowd. The Men coming over trying to intimidate her with their height and muscles. Thane looked coldly at her his eyes coming to rest on her Backpack
“That wasn’t a nice thing to say to my girls how about you give us that bag and we say no more about it” there were a chorus of “Yeah’s” along with that right” But all Sara did was shake her head despite knowing she was surrounded. Her backpack held so many memories for her that she unable to part with it
The men all looked around at one another not wanting to be the one to throw the first punch but thane solved that but grabbing the bag trying to wrestle it free of Sara head butting her to throw her off balance. Shaking her head waiting for her vision to stop swimming she pulled her bag free using it as a club she swung it at Thanes midsection and then using then bags momentum she pushed her way through the crowd and made it to the mast knowing that the crowd would hesitate harming the boat. Then she called for help
“Lia. Lia”
It took a while for the mob to reorganise and her cries for the Pods Matriarch had dampened the enthusiasm of most and then it was just Thane standing there the he was running toward Sara. The man shoulder launched into her chest knocking the wind out of her. Taken advantage of the momentum he kicks her legs out from under her and Grab her backpack. As Thane hand wraps around the backpacks strap the Lia emerges. “Drop Sara’s backpack Thane and come up here.”
The crowd disperses leaving Sara on the deck her bag tucked firmly in her hands |
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