Moonlight lights her way as she moves toward the starlit water that beckons to her.......

….and she stands at the edge of the starlit water that beckons to her with each wave created by the wake of the ship sailing in the distance beneath dark moonlight……and she wonders who stands upon the deck in shadow of the tall mast that pierces the sky. Her hands rest upon the sword she holds before her with its point thrust into the wet sand and she waits with anticipation……will it be one of the undead that she must take down or will it be the one her heart has hoped for as she has wandered these shores alone for so long…..waiting……hoping…….longing for someone to banish the heartache she feels within her soul………