Chapter One: On Sandy Shores

I started a blog because I am a frustrated writer. I wanted to publish a novel and I thought it would be impossible. Fortunately, blogging became popular. I decided to use it as the medium to make my dream a reality. 


This was originally posted at my wordpress account but I loved blogspot more so I decided to migrate the articles to this site. 


"They said I was washed to the shore. I can't remember anything. I don't know my name. I am unaware of my past or of my future. I don't even know if I should be happy I am alive. It is frightening to discover you are in a strange place with no memory of the past or knowledge of the future. It frightens me. "

Midnight Blue

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It was a stormy evening. The waves were terribly wild. Everyone in the village sought refuge inside their homes. The whirling of the wind can be heard from the inside. Each one held their beloved family members by the hand as they prayed to their gods in mercy. This could be the end of the island. It could be washed-out from the map of the world permanently. It has happened in the past and it could very much happen once again.

Lightning struck one of the huts.

There was a momentary silence, followed by a wail of despair.

Death has arrived at the island.

Rebirth or Death
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Kindly wait for Chapter 2....

I will appreciate any comments from my readers. It will help me formulate the plot of the story... I hope to read your thoughts....


Please read the prelude to this.