The Winged Angel

The Fourth Volume - The Winged Angel.

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Splash, splash, splash!

Waves after waves came and splashed, covering the shore in the saltwater and foam. The wind blew and the seagulls cried out in the sky.

The small boat rocked back and forth as it stopped by the sharp rocks of the small island.

After tying the boat to a nearby tree, Adam stepped out into the small road that led straight to the fallen rock structures.

To his small surprise, there was an old man waiting for him, a cane in hand and a wide brimmed hat on his head.

"Hello, young traveler," the old man said. "How unfortunate of you to encounter that storm."

"A storm that's protecting this island, I assume." Adam said and took a seat on one of the rock formations next to the old man.

"Oh, why do you think so?" The old man asked with an elderly smile.