"If I'm not mistaken," he continues, "your boat went through The Bermuda Triangle, and that's why it looks so battered and bruised. Your boat is safe here in Port Illusion. In a few weeks it will be good as new. However, if you make it back through The Triangle is the chance you take." The man says as he's tieing up your boat, a wicked grin hidden beneath the locks of hair that covers his face.
"This port is connected to a beautiful looking island. Sir, what's the name of this island?" The man smiles and says. "Why, before you is The Isle Of Dreams. It's the 8th continent." "8th? There's no such thing." You say, very perplexed. "Come and enjoy the island for a few weeks. Your boat won't be ready any time soon, as I have trouble getting much of anything period that's needed for the island."
You and the man walk onto the island, through some vines, and stop in a clearing. The man smiles at you and points to the landscape saying "Welcome to The Isle Of Dreams. Here your every dream and fantasy can come true. By the way, My name is Devon. I live alone on this island so it's a pleasure to see you." He says, parting the hair that hides his eyes.
"Why thank you, My name is Lady Karen." You say with a smile. "Please come into My home and tell Me about yourself." Devon says. And they walk through lush greenery to Devon's home.
Free Rules
Both Free and The Enslaved should read this.
