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“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

"There is only one way now. The wish fish." The wish fish, a creature from legends. Legend says that there lies an island in The Great Black Sea. On that island, there is a pond in which this creature lives. It has the power to fulfill one wish. However small or big the wish is, it can be fulfilled. Many sailors, pirates, kings and people tried to reach that island but never returned. Nobody knows what lies in that sea and why they all did not return. There are only speculations and stories. Subham's father grabbed the doctor by his collar and shook him angrily. "Are you fooling with me?" He shouted, his face red with anger and irritation.

If I really applied myself I could have enough fish for lunch and dinner within a few minutes. It took me an hour before I managed to catch another one. He was quite big although he looked fairly grizzled. He may have actually died of old age just before I snagged him. I turned around with my prize, ready for the respect and admiration a hunter of my calibre deserves, to find Attica lying on the bank, his hand hanging in the water and his fingers moving at great speed, creating a purple glow. Dozens of fish swam around his hand, leaping out of the water and making him giggle when they nibbled on his fingers. God damn show off.

I bit my lip, gasping for air. I swallowed hardly as dropped my gaze on my feet. I stared at them for a moment before I let out a heavy sigh and continued walking. As I came near them, I could hear their laugh. "Engineer seldomly comes here. He is always busy! He still wants to earn more money. Aren't you contented with your billions, Nabrel? Do not tell me you are planning to buy another island!" The fisherman laughed. "You know what, Nabrel? Why don't you just treat us some beers? We will help you spend your billions!"

We told him our story and what happened to us at the well - the three of us speaking at the same time - and he found us extremely funny. “Serves you right,” he said when we finished with our panic-stricken report. “Haven’t you talked with the fishermen there during the early mornings? They’re the ones who see a ‘person’ who comes out of the water and goes into that well. Then, when it’s about to get dark and they go out into the sea again, they also see that ‘person’ dive into the ocean and not see it until the morning!" The three of us gasped at what the gardener just said. He paused to let his words sink before continuing, his smile still going strong...

He wondered how he would be able to get through life without his love, without his Cristabel. He was still contemplating in his heart when he saw something like a big fish floating on top of the water. He looked at it and looked away. He didn't care how big the fish was, he refused to go into the sea and catch it. The sea had been so cruel to him, taking away his happiness from him. So, how in the world was he supposed to go there? But the fish kept floating back and forth and it didn't look like a fish anymore. Ryan stood up and went closer to the fish, but the more he looked closer, the more it didn't look like a fish anymore, and he was forced to step into the waters and see what it was.

C. "No. But I knew the owner. He is an interesting man." He smiled. "It's a good read." "Who is the man?" "He is a fisherman. Try not to be late for the Gala your mother is hosting." He left me with the book in my hand. Most fishermen I know are uneducated and can't read a book this complex let alone understand it. Who could he be? A.C. "A fisherman who reads odyssey? Odd." Chris noted.

His shout attracted the others attention. Jai watched the man calmly jumped into the river that didn't even reached his chest, and took the fishes that had been struck by his spark. Then he saw the man coming back, wet and with two big fish on his hands. The man saw that the others looking at him and proceeded to glare at them. "Get back to work," he said, and they immediately turned away from him. "Nice catch, sir," Jai complimented as the man approached him. Teacher Grenner smirked and raised the fishes on his hands. "Tiger Rockfish. These are delicacies of the villages around here. I'll ask the nuns to make me some soups from this. Look at them, they're gigantic."

They ask as they stare. I try to see it from their perspective. An ordinary statue.. a fisherman with a huge fish in his fist raised in the air. “They said in his time. When there was no food. A famine I think. He journeyed into the water. People said he was going to commit suicide from the hunger. But he came back with plenty of fish, saving lives.” Jessica narrows her eyes. “And why do people of this time like the statue?” “It is said that if you are going through a difficult time, and you take a picture with the fisherman, every thing will turn around for you.”

As for her eyes, after she came out, she had been staring at a man dressed like a fisherman not far away. The fisherman was carrying an old straw hat and coarse clothes. Although he looks strong, But it was only limited to the level of mortals. Caspian could tell at a glance. The fisherman didn't even step into True Martial Realm. He was just an ordinary person who had been fishing for years and was stronger. Seeing Master Eva Green staring unblinkingly at him, A playful look appeared in CaspianCaspian's eyes. It turned out that the irritable Master Eva Green liked this kind of men.