Rick Yancey The Infinite Sea Novels & Stories

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

All I could do was let one last terrified scream as my body plunged deep into the vast waters. Pain… That was all I could feel from the electricity burning through my body, to the water drowning me and filling up my lungs. My life force was dissipating bit by bit as the waves drifted me aimlessly. All I could do was extend my hands upwards trying to hold on to life as the water pulled downwards. “Save me.” I lifelessly whispered and pleaded to God.

We both nodded. Therefore, we walked for almost half an hour. I was exhausted as hell! That’s why I was so relieved when she stopped, finally! We stopped in an ocean. I looked around, this ocean is unlike any other oceans. It screams the cerulean blue color, and you can feel an unusual force all over the place. As if the ocean was telling me to go near it. I looked at Amansinaya; she whispered something on the ocean. It was as if she was communicating with it. Then, she looked at us. “It’s on the way.” She said. We looked at her, can’t understand what she was saying.

He thought recklessly. Namir was worried that Nemiah hadn't eaten anything yet so he gently removed his lap from Nemiah’s head and he went to the water to catch some fish again. The water was cold but his body was warm enough to relieve the freezing temperature. He was just wearing a tiger-printed loincloth around his waist, and his well-built abdomen was exposed to the harsh breeze. He took the golden dagger tucked on his waist and dived into the icy water. A loud splash disrupted the calm waves and the shadow of the moon on the water was altered. The moonlight was enough for him to see moving creatures under the dark sea. He saw a giant cuttlefish so he pushed through the water to catch it

Sweat covered his face, his voice was hoarse, and his hands trembled so badly he had to grip them tightly to hide it. "Has your condition worsened lately?" Although Sieghal knew Helbert would start asking many questions, he just shook his head. "No. I'm just not used to all this," he answered in the same posture. "The frenzy of Vegas have made you forget that the sea is the calmest place in the world?" Sieghal's heart felt like it stopped momentarily, as did his breath. How could he hear that the sea was the calmest place when something had almost killed him in the dark depths of the ocean?