by Laura Tree
Chapter 47
There are six ships. They look like something the Vikings would use. I can see Queen Nema at the bow of the lead ship. I have never seen her before, but I know that it’s her. She has short blond hair and bright red lips. Her body is dressed in a silky red gown with lace at her breast. There is a slit that runs from the ankle to the hipbone and across her abdomen to the opposite breast, leaving a few inches of skin bare. She is a sight to behold.
They are dredging forward. A small island comes into view. It has tall cliffs covered in forests and sandy beaches.
The closer we get, the more excitement I can feel. It’s pulsating off the crew. The need for battle is imminent. Soldiers are preparing with armor and weapons.
It’s dusk; the sky is lit up like cotton candy with shades of blue and pink. It’s magnificent.
The ships anchor and begin deploying drones of soldiers. They draw closer to the island, and dread fills me as I recognize it. They are at The Isle!
Queen Nema has a sinister smile on her face.
“Get ready, crew. I want that girl!” She yells.
I snap out of the vision, disorientated. It was so life--like. I know that it’s the truth, but I can’t tell when it will happen. I have to go find Damien and Zeke.
