Here is chapter three of my story. In case you haven’t been following, I am working to get this story ready to publish on iBooks with illustrations by my oldest daughter. I will be posting the installments on a separate page if you missed the first 2 chapters. Please take a look and tell me what you like, and, more importantly, what you think needs work.
ADVENTURES OF THREE SISTERS- PIRATE ADVENTURE by Kathryn Cunningham
Chapter 3- Skeleton Hearts
“Ahoy!” shouted First Mate Macaylie from the crow’s nest. “Off the port bow! Shipwreck!”
“All hands on deck!” came the order from Captain Abigail as she whipped out her spyglass and pointed it toward the mangled remains of a distant ship. Her crew rushed to obey and were soon at her side, ready for action. “Scuttle me buckets and blow me down! This be no ordinary shipwreck, ‘tis a graveyard!”
The captain was right. As they altered course and neared the wreckage, the splintered remains of hundreds of ships bobbed eerily in the water. The sisters’ bones chilled as a mysterious fog swept in and surrounded them, making it seem as if the world outside the ship graveyard had disappeared and all that existed was endless miles of broken masts and torn planks. Then they saw the skeletons.
“Blimey!” was all First Mate Macaylie could say before she fainted dead away. Captain Abigail’s face was green and her knuckles were white as she gripped her spyglass and tried not to cry. But Margaret was brave. She fetched a bucket of water, which she splashed on the First Mate to waken her. She took her sisters by the hands and turned her eyes defiantly back toward the water and said, “Courage, mates!”
Being the youngest, Margaret didn’t always give big speeches and use fancy words, but her fearless heart inspired the other pirates. Captain Abigail squared her shoulders with new determination and declared, “The Lost Treasure be on the other side of this cursed graveyard, for certain! On, on to the treasure!”
On they went, through the fog and the wreckage and the skeletons. Suddenly, First Mate Macaylie leaned forward, squinted, and exclaimed, “What be glowin’ thar inside those skeletons?”
They all leaned forward and whispered, “Arrr….” A mystified silence settled over the ship as they realized that in the exact place where a heart would have been if these skeletons had been living men of flesh, not just bone, was a great glittering green gem.
“Treasure!” shouted Cook Margaret in triumph, and she nearly threw herself over the side of the ship and into the water in her eagerness to collect the jewels. But Abigail was smart.
“Wait, ye scallywag! Ye’ll be fish food if ye try to take one of them green beauties! Thar be magic in the heart of a skeleton!”
“Cap’n, what do we do?” asked the crew.
“The trick be to touch the heart, but not to take it. Do that, and ye’ll have magic powers! Just watch!” With that, Captain Abigail lowered the jolly boat into the water, hopped into it, and rowed toward the nearest skeleton. She reached out, stretching her fingers through the ribs, and gently touched the skeleton’s sparkling green heart. A green light flashed through the Captain’s body, starting at the fingers that touched the gem and zipping through every joint and limb and finally fading back into the fog. Then the Captain stood, stepped out, and walked back across the water to her ship, dragging the jolly boat from its rope behind her.
First Mate Macaylie and Cook Margaret dropped their jaws in amazement. Then they took turns rowing out in the jolly boat to touch the hearts of different skeletons. The green light flashed through them just like it had with the Captain, but they did not walk on water. They could feel that there was new magic inside of them, but they would have to wait until later to find out what it could do.