The Horizon's Call sailed into a planet that shone with the promise of a new century. The ocean's endless blue combined with the first gentle hues of dawn, and every wave brought back memories of sacrifices and the prospect of future wins.
The ship's wood creaked softly, as if it were telling the cold morning air ancient tales. The waves softly lapped against the hull, and every now and then a seabird sang from far away. Everyone on board felt the weight of their shared past, but they also sensed the brilliant promise of what was yet to come. They were on the brink of the unknown.
Seraphine stood at the front of the boat and looked out to the horizon, where the sky and sea met in a dazzling strip of light. The scars on her face told stories of loss and courage.
Storms, fights, and the passage of time produced these scars. But today, those scars didn't mean she had lost anything; they meant she had survived and was strong.
