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Thursday-July 3rd- 2:53-passed away-

I'll always love you--
even though your gone,
I love you to infinity and beyond.
🐕🐶❤️😢
Good afternoon, fellow poets.
I have updates on my new story- “The Sea Blazer”

1st story release- end of July.
2nd story release- end of August.
3rd-and final story release- end of September.

1st story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the battle of Night Jaw.”

2nd story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the battle of the gods.”

3rd story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the secret of Treasure Cove.”

That’s all for the update! Thanks y’all for your support!
-Olivia :)
Hit the breaks, no room for mistakes,
feeling like the world's about to quake.
Caught between the choices I've made,
lost in stormy weather on an abandoned lake.

No directions— no clear route to take,
so many choices — afraid which to make.
This literally took my 30 minutes to make…… i am so exhausted today…
I am igniting fire--flame.
You tried to test me,
Causing pain.
It is you--who I blame
Based off of "That" day
Hello all poets-writers-readers-etc!!

I have been working on my new short story- “The
Sea Blazer”
I have edited it a lot- created chapters etc.. I WILL be deleting the old story. ADDING ONLY the NEW intro and working to keep up with updates on when the official story is out!
Thanks y’all for supporting me so far—keep checking in for updates-
Love y’all-
Olivia :)
IM SOOOOO EXCITED!!!! 😆
“Sea Blazer”
——————-
They say the sea sinks whoever crosses the waters. But the Sea Blazer? Too bright—too strong—too loved—to sink.
A ship of courage born from the heart of the sea. Not even cannons can sink the Sea Blazer.
Even so—we haven’t seen the Night Jaw in a year. We still keep a lookout as we know there’s always lurking in the night. Wake swears he saw its black sail in the fog last moon. Zen says the Night Jaw isn’t a ship. It’s a “grave with teeth.”
If it ever catches us… the Sea Blazer is strong enough—WE are strong enough.
Sea salt runs in my veins—
From every scar,
Every ****,
Etched into my skin
Like pencil to paper
On a map.
They left me on the docks. Blood dripping from gashes in my body, a broken compass in my hand—rusted, worn from years of use.
The sea took me in—not kindly—but I keep fighting to be free.
I don’t sail the seas alone. Seventeen crewmates call the Sea Blazer home. Each one knows the rhythm of the waves, the boards of the ship, the soul of the sails, and the path of each shore—by heart.
Each one—family. Broken, battered, but loved.
As their captain, I treat them with the respect of sons and daughters. We all have one mission—to find the Night Jaw, **** its crew, and retrieve the Blaze Stone from the Night Jaw’s crew.
The Sea Blazer doesn’t look for treasure, doesn’t sail to ****; it’s after completing this mission. The Blaze Stone—I was attacked in my hometown, left to die by the docks—still with my compass. But they stole the Blaze Stone from my locket and sailed away after torturing my friends—now my crew.
The gem holds the power to control all bodies of water, including the “Ember Sea,” the sea attached to my home. Without the gem, those who travel, live, and enjoy the seas are not safe from the waves, tide, and whirlpools.
Night Jaw’s crew controls the Blaze Stone, raining havoc on all seas—making it impossible to sail, get resources, or live life without fear of flooding from the sea.
To get the Blaze Stone, we need to **** the captors and crew of Night Jaw, retrieve the gem’s orders to protect the seas, and get revenge for the pain of me and my friends.
THIS is OUR mission aboard the Sea Blazer.
On board to complete this mission and secure our waters is…—
Rynn — First Mate
Mack — Anchor Mate
June — Navigator
James — Helmsman
Acker — Gunner
Fate — Lookout
Penny — Quartermaster
Steven — Carpenter
Ollie — Gunner’s Mate
Ivy — Sailmaster
Trick — Ship’s Jester
Calvin — Medic
Veronica — Secret Keeper
Hannah — Deckhand
Wake — Quarterdeck Guard
Quinn — Sail Rigger
Zen — Ship’s Ghost / Survivalist
Olivia (me) — Captain
The ship—A loyal sailor of the seas.
Wooden boards rest solid under our thick leather boots, worn by storms, sweat, and our blood.
Red-orange-yellow sails flail in the soft wind, like flames licking the teal sky.
Each creak—a whispered warning. Broken promises that echo through the worn wood, painful reminders that hum beneath our sturdy, solid deck.
It’s a blazing day to be on the Sea Blazer—to run this ship till my last breath.
My hands—scarred, blistered, pale—but steady—hold the wheel like my life depends on it.
—END OF INTRO— MORE COMING SOON!!!—
WELCOME ABOARD THE “SEA BLAZER”
Your scars,
Deep rivers,
Etched with veins and blood.

Your storm,
A raging fire on your ship,
Screams hidden
Beneath the fiery roar.

It's YOUR fire,
A smoldering core
Of you—
Born from your heart,
Soul,
Experiences,
People you meet.

It's your flame,
A fierce flame,
Licking at your weaknesses,
Boarding your ship
And burning it—
Not giving up the fight.

You're not broken,
Only shaped by your fire—
So is your boat.

You're reborn,
Shaped like molten metal
Through your wildest flame.

Your story is never "soft"—
It's your sword,
Carved from
New-found courage,
Love,
Hate, and strength
After each rebuild.

We all break,
But then we bloom,
Like dandelions
Bursting through
Cracked concrete—
They stay alive no matter
How many times they get crushed.

You can rise
From blood—
The crimson ink
Is now your story.
You shed
It all
As your power
Of writing.

The sky will
Turn blue,
Washing away
Raging waves
Who roar
Like the largest lion.

Cotton ball clouds
Will patch your wounds,
Gently soothing
Your battered heart—
Shattered boat.

We'll all come together,
Helping to build
Your sails back up,
From frayed, worn threads,
Repairing the wooden boards
With boards
Like bones,
Holding strength inside.

Your storm is beautiful,
Just like you.

It's your storm—
We'll be here --always--
To help you fight through.
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