Your character is out on their boat alone, when a sinister shadow passes below them.
Build intensity and an element of fear from the outset.
Underneath the ocean at night slowly going farther down. This was the job of a scientist
To discover the unknown but to be honest I wasn’t prepared. I was only an intern student who won a trip to the bottom of the ocean with dr. Adam “we are almost out of the twilight zone if you want to look out the window miss Ambers.”
“Thank you doctor,.” Amber said then looked out a side window and saw a va...
The waves finally calmed down to the point I could see the bottom of the sea or rather more of the bottom. I had spent well what seemed like only mere minutes out here on the water but was probably hours waiting for the sea to calm down. My boat had gotten a hole in it from all the previous waves but it didn’t matter anyway. I came out here to well surrond myself in endless scenery of the sea for ...
“I don’t know how I can okay!” Fluffy shouted. “I just did it one day and I never knew how!”
Arashi backed away. “Okay, you don’t have to freak out. Geez.”
Fluffy wiped her face. “I’m sorry, I just don’t act well under pressure and get emotional a lot. Sometimes over the stupidest things.”
Arashi sighed. “It’s fine. I do that too. But very little. Like very, very little. I still do it though.”
The bars shook loudly. Lightning and thunder boomed outside the building. Other inmates were screaming. But one wasn’t. She just sat with her chains on the stone bench at the back of her cell.
“Perfect.” She snapped once.
White light blinded those who stared. Her chains broke. And once the light disappeared, the cell door fell down. She calmly stepped out of the cell and down through the hall.
By Dean Martin
The singer’s name couldn’t all fit in the title since the song name is so long.
Suggested by A Canvas Torn
Eilem grabbed Orla’s hand and pulled her in. He kissed her and she returned it.
His father then stepped in the door. “Ain’t that a kick in the head?”
“I don’t think so.” Eilem replied.
The dark room was the perfect cover. Eilem hugged Orla and she hugged back.
Wood creaked against the calm ripples of the ocean below, no map nor gps, just a paddle and a wish on the wind.
A wish to see them again…
Dead centre, the middle of nowhere, no sounds beside the soft wind and no sign of anything above or below, no chirps of dolphins or blowholes and no squawks of birds.
But waiting there for who I had hoped to meet once more, a shadow deepened the vast ocean be...
I slowly open my eyes everything is a blur the gentle rocking of the boat and the smell of the sea brings me back to the moment I sat up in the small wooden boat and looked around the only light is coming from an oil lantern I put out the light and anchor the boat then I look up to see millions of stars it felt strange being the only one out on the ocean surface then something caused me to look ba...
Thwack. Slosh. Whoosh. Splash.
I rowed my boat down the sedate river. Nature had been my friend today- I had escaped the rapids that usually troubled these waters. The tip of my yellow canoe was barely discernible against the backdrop of the purple night sky. A million stars seemed beaded into the river bed below me- they twinkled in the shimmery water I was cutting through. Deep below, I could ...
I’ve seen The Meg. I’ve seen Jaws. I’ve seen 47 Meters Down. Yet somehow, I thought it would be amazing to come out on a boat and see the ocean. Alone.
I watched videos on YouTube on how to close myself in a cage. How to feed the sea life around me. It was fun. Packing and preparing myself for this.
I saw turtles, I saw small sharks- just babies. I saw fish of all kinds. Big and small, some even...
Jan, was out on her small boat, enjoying the beautiful morning. The weather was very nice and the water was calm. Jan, decided to drift and dozed off. After a while, something very large bumped her boat, she jumped up what was that, she look over the edge and saw a very large shadow. It frightened her, really bad for what ever it was, it’s larger than her boat. Once again it returned and her boat ...
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