Book I - F.L.T.
Chapter 1
We had the most
amazing ride to the island. Though the
swells were in the distance, large creatures rolling and tossing, the water
seemed to smooth out closer to the ferry.
Lots of people up on the decks had binoculars out. A few of the crew muttered comments back and
forth. Some of the passengers were
holding on to each other. A few times it
was almost like looking at a herd of dark horses. Is herd the right word? No matter.
I squinted at the oceanic scene, and discovered it was all too easy to
imagine they waters were horses tossing their heads. There may have even been a rider.
I turned to
Cole only to find he was, once again, buried nose-deep in his lap top. The wind ruffled his curly cap of hair. This is our conversation:
Me: "Wow! This
is amazing. I've never been on a ferry
ride before. Look at how wild the ocean
is."
Cole:
"Yeah. I saw the video of it
this morning."
Me: "Or, you could look up right now."
Cole: "No, I'm
okay. I'm watching shark sightings on my
lap top. Actually, it's making me
hungry."
Me: "Are there
any sharks in these waters?"
Cole: "It's
not the sharks you have to worry about.
It's the souls of the uncrossed.
This is the edge of the world, you know."
Me: "Erm. . .
what?"
Cole: "This is
the edge of the world. This is where
souls gather until Kharon ushers them across.
Don't get too close to the side of the boat. You might get dragged into the water."
Me: Laughing, "Sure. Okay."
Cole: For the first time he looked up. Whether from excitement or exhaustion there’s
a touch of grey coloring his eyes to a washed out shade of khaki-brown. "No, babe. I'm deadly serious. Stay away from the water. There are dozens and dozens of reported drowning
a year from people being pulled off the ferries. It's worse now, for some reason. The souls are restless. They're tired of waiting to go to the other
side." He paused. "Shark would be a nice way to go. Quick.
Easy. At least that way you'd
know you were dead."
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