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Song of the Sea
Saltwater Secrets, Book 1: Song of the Sea
"What a fantastic story! WOW!"
-Happy Tails and Tales
I always knew who my mother was. I always knew where I
belonged. And I always knew I wanted to be on the water, like my dad.
…Until I was forced to go out into the water, anyway. Out
there, you feel really lonely. But you’re never alone. There is more life and
emotion under the waves than most humans will ever see, more than I could have
ever imagined. Down there, it’s an entire world of rage and hate, love and
hope. It’s a world of fear.
It’s a world of war.
Once, my mother told me she would sing me a song of the sea.
But under the waves, the only music I ever heard was the sound of screams.
Death and the Deep
Saltwater Secrets, Book 2: Death and the Deep
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I came back to the land because I thought it would be safe. I didn’t know the waves would keep calling me, even weeks after I decided to leave them for ever.
That’s the problem with the ocean. The things we leave behind in the waves have a way of washing back up to the shore. Everything I left in the water is still out there…and I can hear it calling for me, no matter how hard I try to block the sound of the waves.
There is death waiting for me in the deep. Even when I try my best to stay on the land, the ocean won’t stop trying to claim me as one of its own. I’m afraid that soon, it’s going to succeed.
That’s the problem with the ocean. The things we leave behind in the waves have a way of washing back up to the shore. Everything I left in the water is still out there…and I can hear it calling for me, no matter how hard I try to block the sound of the waves.
There is death waiting for me in the deep. Even when I try my best to stay on the land, the ocean won’t stop trying to claim me as one of its own. I’m afraid that soon, it’s going to succeed.
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