For a Child

And you shall run and wander
And you shall dream and sing
Of brave things and bright things,
Beyond The Swallows Wings

Saturday, March 2, 2013

This is chapter one of a story I'm writing, that is of brave things and bright things and, I pray, honors God.  I have given it a working title of Ships and Shores, but I would love it if you had some ideas for a permanent title. 

Ships and Shores ~ Beyond the Swallows Wings Production
She swung from the ropes with marvelous grace. As she traded the cords, the acrobat lifted legs in front of her and wrapped them around the rope, eventually letting go with her hands and letting the breeze catch her hair. She smiled as everything in her was caught up in the feeling.
“What a foolish girl,” thought Daryn. “One weary rope and she's history.” He returned to his work of mopping the deck. But soon he heard a light thump in front of him. He looked up and saw the form that was swinging a short while ago. She looked at him.
“Good day,” he said awkwardly.
“I'm Seana,” she said.
“I'm Daryn,” he said warily.
“I know who you are. I heard you talk to my father.”
Daryn was startled. “You eavesdropped?”
“'Course,” she said proudly. “You ever need any information on what goes on in this ship, you come straight to me,” she said jutting her thumb towards her chest.
“I'll remember that,” Daryn said, which was quite true, but he prayed to high heaven that he would never need to be a part of something like that at all. He returned to his work.
“You're rather a rude boy,” Seana ejaculated.
Daryn looked up sharply. “How so,” he asked indignantly.
“You wont talk to me.”
“I'm sorry I can't spend time with you, but I need to work. That's the only way I can afford to pay my passage, as I'm sure you've overheard.”
Seana laughed. “And what is father going to do? Throw you overboard because you haven't been working as hard as you can?”
“It would be dishonest not work when I can get away with it. Besides, even if it wasn't dishonest, it's not a Christian thing to do.”
“You're a silly boy. Now I insist that you talk with me.” She paused a moment. “I'm going back to my ropes. Talk to you later, Daryn!” With that she scurried up the mast and started swinging again. Daryn shook his head. What a curious girl he had met up with.

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