Marine Saying Novels & Stories

Bryan notices that all the seas are labeled by kingdom, unlike the conventional names he is accustomed to. He observes that the Mediterranean Sea is designated as the Kingdom of Tritania, encompassing not only the city but the entire sea. On the other side of the Atlantic, he sees three neighboring kingdoms. The Sargasso Sea is marked with the Greek word for gold, and the Bermuda Triangle is indicated as Burminia, forming a near-perfect triangle on the map. The Caribbean Sea is labeled as the Serean Sea, and the Gulf of Mexico is referred to as Myanmarine.

To augment the crew, twenty of the Marines have spent the last five days getting a crash course on how to sail the vessel, just in case. It’s a beautiful morning. The sky is a bright, cloudless blue, making the ocean a deep, sparkling blue as well. The oncoming breakers—not all that high, thankfully—rush toward the shore in bands of shining white foam. The wind is fairly stiff out of the northwest, making it cool down here by the water, but not cold.

Marcus answers, his voice quiet yet playful. I blink and fake a little grin. “What look?” “The one you get when you’re spiraling into your head. Come on, speak to me.” I groan, running a hand over my hair. “It’s the message... ‘The sea is rising, and it seeks to drown everything you hold dear.’ It won’t leave my thoughts. What does it mean? Why now?” Marcus leans back, crossing his arms. “Could mean a lot of things. Could be some unclear warning, or maybe someone’s just trying to mess with us.”

It was so beautiful it was breathtaking. "The sea water is so clear!" Shirley couldn't help but admire. "It's incredible how clear it is even at such depth!" "Yeah, the deep sea is pollution-free," Camille said with a light laugh. "And to make it even more enjoyable and comfortable for passengers, this ship emits sound waves to drive away some large, fierce marine creatures and attract a harmless group of fish to follow. And the seabed is also illuminated hundreds of meters down, so we can see so clearly."

They reached the Holkar sea which was known to be the largest to sail through. Sometimes men go missing because of the treacherous sea beasts and blowing-amulet sirens. They were all prepared for this sea which would take a week to cross. Holkar was the fifth and most dangerous sea among the seven seas before South. Finlay ensured Ophelia didn't leave the room. Thankfully she had regained her memory, but he couldn't risk having her out there anymore. After what Alexander made her suffer.

“Stop!” Elias’ voice echoed through the ship like a thunder strike. At the same time the next wave hit the Aurora with such violence that Mara Soil under the feet lost. She jumped hard against the wall. Pain shot through her shoulder. The ship was dangerous. Somewhere people were screaming. Metal cracked. Wood splintered. And out there the sea died like something wild that had finally decided to slender. Mara fought up again. Her heart was so violent that she could hardly think.

It glided through the water, and occasionally the water would splash on their faces, causing Mary to giggle. Mary suddenly stood up, tired of sitting down, her buttocks aching from resting them in one place. Her exploring spirit had come alive—not that she ever had one before—and she moved closer to the edge of the yacht, looking down at the clear water for any sign of life. "Are there any fish in this water, or perhaps dolphins?" Mary's voice thinned in excitement, and the shrill ring could be heard as she remembered the brochures she had gone through. It mentioned something about dolphins.

After the waters settled down, only the three figures of Fiona, Uwyn and Maru can be seen in the region. This part of the sea was devoid of any other living existences. “You’ll see them later, Uwyn.” Maru consoled when he noted the sad expression on his sister’s face. “Okay, brother. Let me play them afterwards, okay?” Uwyn asked. “Of course, Uwyn.” Maru replied. “But this time, you have to play with me brother. Hehehe.” Uwyn said happily. Maru could only accept his sister’s wishes. It seemed like he and those sea creatures were not that much different at all, Maru concluded.

Maeve felt her chest so full it almost hurt with happiness. “And now?” she asked, licking honey from her fingers. “Now we live,” Elias answered simply. “No plan. No schedule.” They decided to start with the sea. Equipped with masks and snorkels, they dove into the crystal-clear waters around the island. The reef was another world: schools of neon fish, vibrant corals in shades of pink, purple, and orange, and a sea turtle that swam lazily past them.

he said nonchalantly. "Fucking mental," whispered Axias as he grinned. He jumped down to his own ship's deck, raising his sword to give his orders to the men on land. "MARCH TO PADPARADSCHA!" Axias had his own fleet. But to be fair, even though it might be the same size and the same number as Eoin's, it would never be as strong as his. Eoin knew the ins and outs of the maritime industry. All the maritime powerhouses were in the palm of his hands, and all the sea routes were like the back of his hands. If it were about the ocean, then there would be nothing that could escape him.