Where the Ocean Goes

Chapter 1

Listen to the resonance the water makes when it hastens and sprints to the shore. Smell the salty air around you.
You'll love it even more.
Witness the rocks.
Watch all of 'em closely.
You'll find your peace right there,
After a while when you engross yourself, you cant stop to stare.
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The loud burts of her alarm rung throughout the silence of her room, forcing Halina to be awakened. Groaning, her hand moved around till it found the noise maker, slamming her palm on it till it went silent.
Lifting herself up she walked over to the bathroom as she brushed her long golden hair up into a ponytail then she proceded to put on her swimsuit as today she planned on doing some scouting for other parts of the coastline that she had not been too yet. As part of her job as an ocean researcher, she was to scout out new terroritries and find out the occupents of the area. But she needed help from her sea friend. A Halina was renowned for doing free diving and holding her breath far longer than the adverage human. Halina never could figure out how or why she could do certain things that others couldn't. For example, she could hear what the marine animals were communicating or when they were hurt, she could understand them, like she can read their emotions and their body language well. To Halina, there was nothing that didn't feel better than free didving and seeing the sights below. She never really liked using the air tanks or the heavy equipment, the marine animals didn't like it, and she couldn't blame them. As she finished , she then proceded to the kitchen as she grabbed some fruit and her water bottle. Then, as she walked outside she was greeted by her most loyal of companions, her sea lion, Blue.
"Hi Blue. How's my favorite seal doing?" She rubbed the sleak brown fur as she barked in excitement. She giggled as she began walking down to the deck where her boat sat. With Blue behind her they both climbed in as she grabbed her small hand, map looking at the areas that weren't marked with her singniture check mark. There were several areas she wanted to try, question was which one?
"Ok Blue where should we go today?"
"We've already gone to Cliffton's Peak and we've been to Crystal Cove twice, we need to explore a new area, but where?" she tapped her pen on the sheet as Blue came waddling up to her barking at the far corner of the map, with her nose right on the spot. Halina looked to where Blue's nose pointed at, there on the far corner was a decent sized Island with a well protected cove. But this was also new turff for the adventerous pair, and well far beyond their territory, excitment of seeing new areas held such promises. Of course the area Blue pointed was what fisherman called Hooker's Cove, a place few would be daring to explore, some say it's haunted, some say it's cured, either way Halina knew the fisherman always did that to keep away rivals and the good fishing spots to themselves, in a way its just to spook people to keep away. Well nothing was going to scare this girl, Halina was determined she was going and this new location would be the furthiest of her territory she's ever gone, so strating the boat both adventurers headed out to sea of a new promise not knowing what was in store for them.
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She huffed in annoyance.
It probably had been a good solid hour she had travled as her companion slepted on the flat platform basking in the sun. Sighing to herself she could see they were coming up on what looked to be the outcroping of a cove. Large boulder shrouded around certain points of the cove, like a barrier protecting its hidden treasures. Legends always said that pirates thrived off of coves liked this, thats why certain coves got their name. Where burried treasures lie and wait to be discovered. Halina lost count how many pirate treasures she discovered, but never really cared for such riches, it was the excitmet of finding and discovring history, though she knew some history was a bit more far fetced than what was true. As she looked at the map to make sure, Yep this was the known cove.
Hookers Cove.
The Island was beyond beautiful, and looks likeno on ones ever stepped foot on the prestine beaches, long sandy white beaches that streched all over the island, some spots had small boulders that looked like they took the brunt of the ocean hits and of any oncoming storms the sea is known to throw at. The water was so clear and so beatuiful blue, so untouched anf that was the way she liked it.
"Well Blue here we are, at Hookers Cove."