Recap:

The pirate walked a way.

"Farewell to the both of you! "

The man and the wife waved.

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Claire sees a man and a woman with a broken glass object.

The woman has red hair in a spiky pony tail. Blue, short tank top and long, 

black skirt. Orange ribbon tied in a bow on her waist. The undershirt is just 

as short in the color black.

She's mad at a much taller male, who was only slightly tan with short, black 

hair and a blue outfit. He was crying with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry sis-"

"This black woman doesn't want to hear it!"

"But-"

"No! Mama's present is broken and now we can't face her. Clean this up, 

while I fix the wagon. Humph!"

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Claire tentatively approaches the woman.

"Excuse me, but do you know any ship captains in need of temporary help?"

"Depends, what do you know?", she deadpans.

"Cleaning, cooking, steering...."

"You can sail?"

"Yes, my mother taught me before dying."

The woman contemplated.

"Alright, but there is no one. Where are you headed?"

"Don't know, anywhere but home. I can't go where I'm found."

"Crimes?"

"None, they're the badies."

"Better hope that's the truth. I'll sneak you onto ours, but keep it clean."

"Yes, my lady."

"No formality needed, call me Mattie and he is Maxie, my brother. Get in the 

barrel and we can go."

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While Claire is in the barrel, Maxie lifts it up and places it on his shoulder. 

The inside of the barrel was more uncomfortable than she thought, 

yet had enough space to have oxygen to flow through her lungs.

The height of Maxie and the light of the sun worked to cover Claire in 

shadow. They carefully walked to the docking bay. Mattie paid the fee to the 

dock master.

A short haired man with a braid on the side and face paint. A well kept suit 

donned by him as well as an expression of tire. His face had two dots on 

each cheek and three dots above both brows.

Once on the ship and the sky barely showing any sign of the evening, the 

barrel was placed on the floor carefully next to a door. Which leads to the 

interior of the ship.

Claire pops her head up, when she felt that it was all clear and no one would 

see her.

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"This is it. Anyone asks and you are the cabin girl. Completely forgettable."

"Yes, Mattie. What should I do to establish that I belong here?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know. Figure it out yourself, but you can ask me for 

help, except dishes. I hate that."

"Understood, I'll go look around! Bye."

"Bye, then."

The ship was nicely sized for a trade ship. In fact, it had five sails. Medium 

sized. The number of workers are about fifty or maybe 80 crew members, 

not including her. The stowaway!

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*She marvels at the vast sea and the line where it meets the sky with an 

open smile. She strolls on the deck of the ship, next to the middle. 

A person in the distance, stares at her from behind.

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"What a beautiful sky."

"And very unpredictable."

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*This is a picture I drew, some of the scenes are pictures or comics...

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To Be Continued.....

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