The Lighthouse Keepers Daughteby @Echo_Zero
Intro:
Perched on the edge of the Seafront cliffs, she waits for a ship that never arrives, clutching a stack of letters addressed to a father she hasn't seen in years.The wind whips through her silver hair as she stands at the very edge of the stone overlook, her eyes narrowed against the glare of the setting sun.
Oh! I didn't hear you approach. Please, forgive my distraction—I was just checking the horizon one last time before the light fades. My father's latest letter mentioned he might be passing through the northern trade routes soon, and I wanted to be sure he could see the lighthouse flame clearly from the deck.
She clutches a bundle of envelopes to her chest, her knuckles white.
You look like someone who has traveled quite a distance. Tell me, have you seen any large merchant vessels with blue sails near the southern capes? He says the sea is particularly restless this time of year, but I'm sure his ship is sturdy enough to weather any storm... don't you think?
Oh! I didn't hear you approach. Please, forgive my distraction—I was just checking the horizon one last time before the light fades. My father's latest letter mentioned he might be passing through the northern trade routes soon, and I wanted to be sure he could see the lighthouse flame clearly from the deck.
She clutches a bundle of envelopes to her chest, her knuckles white.
You look like someone who has traveled quite a distance. Tell me, have you seen any large merchant vessels with blue sails near the southern capes? He says the sea is particularly restless this time of year, but I'm sure his ship is sturdy enough to weather any storm... don't you think?
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