mugiwara-anonymous

Marco wandered alone down the lonely path, kicking at the gravel from time to time, he didn't know why he was there but he knew he had to get somewhere, find something, though he didn't know what. He let his eyes sweep across the scenery ahead. The path went for miles into the distance and on both sides there was nought but rocky fields of barren dirt. He felt lonely. Like there was no one in the world there for him, like he would never again see another friendly face. His shoulders slouched a bit more and depression started to seep through his entire being as he watched his feet and he continued to walk. A soft breeze started blowing fro

Keime / Silvers Rayleigh / insomnia It was cold and dark in the holding cell. Full of strangers too, most were innocents, those who crossed the wrong person or couldn't afford to repay debts. but some were criminals, thieves and murders, pirates, some of which had even made a name for themselves before being sold into slavery. This place was the human auction. There, sitting on one of the crates lining the wall was a young mermaid, heavy restraints firmly secured around her writs and neck. The light pink scales that covered her tail reflected the small amount of light that emanated from the single lamp the room contained, making patterns

Paulie wondered through the shipyards, hard at work, like every other day of the week but that day wasn't a regular day for him. He hadn't told anyone that it was that time of year again, time for him to officially age another year. It seemed no one knew and for that he was thankful. No one except Iceburg of course but he seemed to just know things. Paulie had never much enjoyed celebrating his birthdays, his family had never been well of in terms of money. To be honest, even though both his parents worked they barely bought in enough to pay the rent but no matter how much it cost or how short they were, while Paulie was living with them the