| Re: Rewrite
Have you thought something like this?
Day was nice, sunny, not a cloud on the sky. Near the shore, clear waters of the Carribean called him, sang to him. But Duckie had a job to do. Because, he was a fisherman and he had to sail on a big blue sea, not to play in shallow water like a boy.
Douglas “Rubber Duckie” Yellow was on deepest part of archipelague when it happened, huge waves crushed over his head, almost sinking his small boat “Queen Marry”. Grey tentacles quickly followed, snaking up over the sides, and the boat began to groan under the pressure and slowly sink.
“Damn you, Mallato. I hoped you won’t come here for many years. Curse your species.” Douglas cursed, quickly undressing himself. He kept only belt with knife over his back then jumped into water over the front end of “Marry”, that went under seconds after. Duckie removed artificial lungs from his neck, freeing his inborn gills than dived in, his yellow aquarine body quietly gliding through dept of waters. It’s hunting time, ancient enemy, was his last thought before unsheathing his knife.
Make a whole page if you want from this:
Biggest castle in the world, dark place and cursed. In gloomy hallway, baseborn girl is getting heavy beating from understewart. Lady Thunderbolt, young, beatyfull and freshly married, walks down the same hallway, afraid for her husbands life. And saves the girl from stewarts claws, by taking her to be lady’s maid. Girl is happy to belong to thundery cloud. |