Sunlight creaked above the blue horizon, and a wind chime rang out but a pleasure sounds not the loud horn that is supposed to scare people out of their beds.
"hey breakfast is ready when you are ready can come to eat"
Breeze woke up from her sleep got dressed for the day, and realized that when she came to exit her room all there was is the color blue, which confused her mind. started realizing that she was not on solid land. she was on some sort of strange arrangement floating on water. she approaches the main deck
to where the breakfast is set out underneath shade but is still able to get a nice view of lands floating nearby with green and lighthouses.
"interesting view", said Seagull
"What are we on"
"eat first then ill explain it".
once their stomachs are filled, Seagul to the pleasure to explain to Breeze every bit of her new home that is located by the surrounding water. Seagul explains everything to her and Breeze
eventually, go the hint "So we are living on some sort of ship"
"yes, a very special ship, plus is not really an actual ship, it is something I used to build my water vessel, that's enough, I cannot explain any more than that" "how do you survive living on a ship and why is unique"?
"a lot of questions let's save energy working in the bakery today"
Just the exact time the sun fully peaked the vessel of seagulls docked they exit the living vessel to open the main bakery shop. Breeze looked behind and was curious about what Seagul meant by she cannot explain anymore. her mouth flew open without saying weird. said out loud, "What kind of vessel can, was interrupted by Seagul and made the vessel not appear where it was last docked. has the door open to the bakery. Seagul placed the special feather pen in its glass square case hovering above the water. Breeze could only think that she saw something familiar that looks just like the object by the dock. she could only point and look at Seagul "Can you explain why this looks like the object that was seen docked"?
"The special feather is the vessel that was docked, its large enough to be a vessel on the water it is small enough to fit in this small glass container"
"Why is it a feather why not the same as the other vessel that is out on the water".
"I do not want my vessel to look like the others plus I want mine to where it can sneak behind the bad ones that are out there on the water"
"the bad ones, you do not mean", she could only swallow without saying
"yes, the ones that come by thunder"
"pirates, wait you are not a pirate, are you"
"can say a good pirate, some call her the Hero Pirate"
"yes, I have heard about the Hero Pirate in my orphanage when I had a home to stay under, but people never get a good look at the pirate hero".
"do you remember the name of the Hero Pirate"?
"All I can remember is a name of a bird that preys on fish in the water"
Conversation ceased for today baking the different confections to put in displays in the shop.
people coming and going, the bell ringing each time someone made a visit. it sounded one last time.
the last bit of donation was completed with one streak of a lightning bolt striking the sky as if it was a warning of danger. Giving a little bit of light of something out there in the water that kept floating closer to shore. but it is unclear to make out what is. but the light quickly went away making it blend in.
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