Arrow The Island 소설 & 이야기

"Oh, okay. I'm gonna go to bed, then. Goodnight, Landon. Don't stay up too late!" Landon nodded. "Go ahead. Sweet dreams." … The night was pitch black. Aria reached a nearby dock, where the breeze brought a slight chill. She chartered passage with a greedy, aged captain. He took a vast amount of cash in exchange for delivering her near Shark Island and launching her in a dinghy. As the ship faded from sight, she navigated the small craft, slowly drawing closer to the landmass. Its shape grew distinct beneath the faint stars. The air seemed to hint at decadence and corruption.

He grabbed her side and clutched her tight. “What is it?” she asked again. “It's a ship. The embargo over the island has been shifted. It's no longer an invisible island”, he announced and she gasped. “Really? Which means the curse is getting broken even more? Oh my God! Do you know what this means, Dakar? We can leave here. You can finally go home!” Avril squealed and jumped on Dakar in a hug. He chuckled and pulled her down. “I doubt it's that easy. But let's go and check”, he said and grabbed the basket of arrows.

Isla told us that we had already reached our destination. "There is where we were going to separate. Just go straight to that waterfall and you'll see Zarnia right away. Be careful!" Isla pointed at a big waterfall. "You too. Take care of yourself, " We said. She nodded and then smiled sweetly. We boarded our pegasus and then looked at the island again. He waved at us so we did the same. We flew our pegasus and crossed the big waterfall. After we passed the waterfall we landed immediately. As soon as we landed we were surprised to be surrounded by people. They dress normally. What is unusual are the guns that are pointed at us.

ACE Pulling up in my garage with an indifferent feeling,I opened the car door , walking halfway to the house door I heard a gentle giggle , who brought a child into the house? Curious I opened the door . I saw Isabella sitting in front of the game stand with the control pad ,she didn't strike me as one who is into games , but then why would she be laughing playing a duo game alone.

Arabella’s eyes wandered around the small island. The island had no plants but the sand was the whitest and finest. The water was very clean and tranquil. She could already her face in the water's reflection clearly. She could not help but be amazed at the small island. Bill seemed the only person to discover this small paradise. “Hmmm… this is called the Naked Island,” Bill uttered behind her. Arabella smiled at him. “What a name!” She muttered in the air. “Do you like it?” Bill asked as he walked closer to the center of the small island.

He gently tapped the three of them on the back and instantly, they sped off with their knife-like teeth and sharp claws ready to eviscerate the clueless Obsidian warriors. So far, so according to plan. A series of growls, grunts, roars and cries filled the mysterious silence on Stingray Island. Bewildered and stunned at where the arrows were coming from, or how and why they were being attacked by three of their own raging animals, the Obsidian warriors dropped like flies. Rachel’s arrows sliced dangerously through the night sky as her perfect precision gifted us with an abundance of confidence. Our three predators charged through their prey, biting, scratching and toppling the warriors over

"Good morning, Theseus," said Ariadne, who suddenly appeared behind him. "Good morning. Beautiful morning huh? How about we stop and take a walk on the island first?” Leon asked Ariadne, pointing at the island in front of them. On top of the island was a flickering red arrow with the words Naxos Island on it. "But we can't waste time, Theseus. We have to go to Athens as soon as possible," said Ariadne.

Aurelio said and began typing on the keyboard. He paused when he saw the island on the screen. "Verdant Echo Isle. I have no doubt that they are there. Listen to me Rhodes, you will go to the Verdant Echo Isle, but be careful, it might be a trap as well." "We understand boss," Rhodes said and disconnected the call. He ran his hand through his head and exhaled softly. His eyes met with Snow, and he could see she was looking down. He stood, went to her and held her shoulder.

Unknown sender. I open it. A photo. High-resolution. Time-stamped five minutes ago. Morrison Estate. Southern Plateau. A freshly dug trench cuts through the snow and frozen earth. Deep. Wide. In the shape of a cross. The caption reads: FOUND YOUR FOUNDATION, ISLA. IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THINK. My blood goes cold. Someone is already on the island. Already breaking ground. The Black Swan hasn't just been watching the migration. He's been preparing for it.