May 6th


    My dearest diary,


    I am so sorry for not writing for the past few days, I''ve not felt well. I fell into the water while climbing back on board and it appears that I''ve fallen ill, I''ve not slept for that time either. I''ve been haunted by that melody. A soft, almost whisper-like melody... Sang in the voice of my dear Ramona. It makes me think of her, oh how I crave to see her again... To be with her again... Her voice it beckons me, calls me to the water.


    Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!However, I hope that it is only a figment of my imagination, for the wind has been acting strange. I sense a storm coming.


    -Vitoria