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Her dress swaying in the gentle breeze, this woman watched while singing as people's spirits danced past the shore.
"I never thought you'd bring the ship out alone," a male voice had whispered in the girl's ear with his hands behind his back.
The man peered at the woman, his eye beginning to tear and he frowned as the woman studied him.
"Such a fool you are, I do not know you," the woman stood perfectly still and watched his frame as he circled her silhouette.
The woman glared at him in pure confusion, her mind trying to drift to the memory of this man, "I said I don't know you."
Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, the woman let out a low pitched sigh, "Where are you from? One question, answer."
"Well the only place I'd think you come from is Hell, so, maybe I'm correct," the woman had said as the man kept his hand on his sword.
The woman had frowned, putting her hand over her wound and tumbling to the deck while muttering, "How dare you?"
The woman had been struggling for her breath, doubting she'd live when the man sighed and replied to her question enviously, "Your soul."
Hiding and muffling the faintest noise possible, the little girl grew enviously angry at the man that had killed her sister.
The girl had scurried through the tunnel, avoiding any of the man's dodges when he yelled, "You're sister deserved that and so do you!"
It was a foggy night, the ocean's reflection bouncing from the whitecaps.