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The Lighthouse Keeper
Looking up warily at the dark Lighthouse before her… Opal's voice was hoarse as she screamed out for help. Oxygen in this wind raging storm was nearly impossible. The rough waves slapped against the boat, on and on as she rode in closer to shore. FInally she thought. Her adrenaline had never been tested like on the water. Now trapped after losing her map, led hundreds of miles away. Starved, exhausted, and close to passing out. Now she could see the shore clearly. On the beach was a grand lighthouse. Lightning lit it making it ominous now. It made her feel that much more helpless to read “Trespassers BEWARE”.
Her boat rocked and swayed. Rocking hard and shifting back and forth. She wondered if she would make it onto the beach just a few feet away. Finally, a large wave carried her far enough in and was pushed all the way forward into the muddy sand.
Lightning lit up the sky blinding Opal. Forcing her heart to practically leap out of her chest she stumbled and fell out of the boat. But even as the hard landing jarred her… she got up on her knees and looked around the dark, blackening beach searching for the path to lead her straight to the lighthouse. She pulled herself up and ran towards it for her life.
The man in the window was enjoying watching the beautiful storm. He lifted his binoculars and scanned the beach until he found someone running towards him. “He spoke in a low tone winding with his cold breath against the window pane: “And who might you be…?”
He smirked and but concern rang his bell.. He scanned the ocean and saw no other boats coming. He adjusted his binoculars to focus on the woman who it seemed could not keep her balance. She repeatedly fell down, would run, and fall again. Snapping to, he let the binoculars lay back down against his chest, and briskly set forth down the circular stairs.
Opal became stuck in the sand.. too exhausted to pull herself put… she gave up and let her feet, legs, and arms melt into the muddy sand. All of her energy was gone. She barely heard the voice heard telling her to wake up. The slaps to her face woke her back.. The harsh flurry across her cheek made her draw her hand up in weakened defense. Opal's eyes blinked rapidly under the rain trying to focus her eyes on the stranger. “Don't worry Ma’am… I’ll protect you”. She could see the man wore an honest smile on his face as she felt herself being picked up into his strong arms by... a Naval Officer? She clung to him as he stood up. He clamped his jaw shut as he wobbled in the sand momentarily. Once he found his balance steadied, he started his way back, limping towards the Lighthouse. He talked to her slowly sing speaking: She walks by moonlight… no on really knows…
Once inside he let her down gently. As he stood up he continued… “Enchanted lightning… Never going home…”
“Ma’am lets get you lying down
The ground floor of the Lighthouse was completely missed by Opal. She had been lost in the rain for so long her entire face and body hurt. Keeping her eyes shut, she was still aware of the bright flashes of lightning and thunder around her. Her long, wet, red hair clung to her neck and shoulders making her push it away tiredly. Her arm flopped back in place as the Captain went down the long stairway. After a short decline, Opal heard a door open before her. The air seemed different suddenly and the change caused her to open her eyes.
A small but beautiful bedroom lay before her. The Officer walked her around the bed and into a tiny bathroom. The man sat Opal gently into the small shower and watched her for a moment before turning on the faucet. Warm water sprinkled down over her… She felt relief flow through her entire body as her soaked clothes were pulled off of her. Her sneakers were dropped just as lightning struck. Only Opal jumped. “He must have steel nerves… amazing”. HAving spoken this out loud the Officer led her to the warmth of the shower. Then Opal was put to bed in the beautiful blue bedroom. She fell asleep instantly.
The Captain left his coat inside the bedroom as he locked the bedroom door. 4 storm locks. He grabbed and slashed down at his zipper... his cock nearly shot out. Lightning flashed across his eyes and he jerked himself off laying beside her… watching her…
Before the sun came up he carried her out of bed… and back onto the wet sand. He had left her tattered dress back inside.
She was awakened by the cold sand against her as she was put down. It was frightfully cold but the sun and clearing fog was so incredibly beautiful. Knowing she had survived the night. But why was she outside again? Hadn’t she just been in a warm bed?
She realized how naked she was then… and briefly covering up with her arms she turned around...
That’s when she saw a man dressed in multiple layers of clothes watching her. “I just wanted to watch you walk along the shore. After a storm... is the best time to feel completely free…”
As cold as she was it DID feel GREAT to be alive!! She decided to heed his wisdom and turn back towards the light. She walked along for a couple of minutes. When she finally looked back… he waved for her to come back to him with an evil, brimming smile.
https://soundcloud.com/captureddoll/the-lighthouse-keeper-intro
The Lighthouse Keeper
Looking up warily at the dark Lighthouse before her… Opal's voice was hoarse as she screamed out for help. Oxygen in this wind raging storm was nearly impossible. The rough waves slapped against the boat, on and on as she rode in closer to shore. FInally she thought. Her adrenaline had never been tested like on the water. Now trapped after losing her map, led hundreds of miles away. Starved, exhausted, and close to passing out. Now she could see the shore clearly. On the beach was a grand lighthouse. Lightning lit it making it ominous now. It made her feel that much more helpless to read “Trespassers BEWARE”.
Her boat rocked and swayed. Rocking hard and shifting back and forth. She wondered if she would make it onto the beach just a few feet away. Finally, a large wave carried her far enough in and was pushed all the way forward into the muddy sand.
Lightning lit up the sky blinding Opal. Forcing her heart to practically leap out of her chest she stumbled and fell out of the boat. But even as the hard landing jarred her… she got up on her knees and looked around the dark, blackening beach searching for the path to lead her straight to the lighthouse. She pulled herself up and ran towards it for her life.
The man in the window was enjoying watching the beautiful storm. He lifted his binoculars and scanned the beach until he found someone running towards him. “He spoke in a low tone winding with his cold breath against the window pane: “And who might you be…?”
He smirked and but concern rang his bell.. He scanned the ocean and saw no other boats coming. He adjusted his binoculars to focus on the woman who it seemed could not keep her balance. She repeatedly fell down, would run, and fall again. Snapping to, he let the binoculars lay back down against his chest, and briskly set forth down the circular stairs.
Opal became stuck in the sand.. too exhausted to pull herself put… she gave up and let her feet, legs, and arms melt into the muddy sand. All of her energy was gone. She barely heard the voice heard telling her to wake up. The slaps to her face woke her back.. The harsh flurry across her cheek made her draw her hand up in weakened defense. Opal's eyes blinked rapidly under the rain trying to focus her eyes on the stranger. “Don't worry Ma’am… I’ll protect you”. She could see the man wore an honest smile on his face as she felt herself being picked up into his strong arms by... a Naval Officer? She clung to him as he stood up. He clamped his jaw shut as he wobbled in the sand momentarily. Once he found his balance steadied, he started his way back, limping towards the Lighthouse. He talked to her slowly sing speaking: She walks by moonlight… no on really knows…
Once inside he let her down gently. As he stood up he continued… “Enchanted lightning… Never going home…”
“Ma’am lets get you lying down
The ground floor of the Lighthouse was completely missed by Opal. She had been lost in the rain for so long her entire face and body hurt. Keeping her eyes shut, she was still aware of the bright flashes of lightning and thunder around her. Her long, wet, red hair clung to her neck and shoulders making her push it away tiredly. Her arm flopped back in place as the Captain went down the long stairway. After a short decline, Opal heard a door open before her. The air seemed different suddenly and the change caused her to open her eyes.
A small but beautiful bedroom lay before her. The Officer walked her around the bed and into a tiny bathroom. The man sat Opal gently into the small shower and watched her for a moment before turning on the faucet. Warm water sprinkled down over her… She felt relief flow through her entire body as her soaked clothes were pulled off of her. Her sneakers were dropped just as lightning struck. Only Opal jumped. “He must have steel nerves… amazing”. HAving spoken this out loud the Officer led her to the warmth of the shower. Then Opal was put to bed in the beautiful blue bedroom. She fell asleep instantly.
The Captain left his coat inside the bedroom as he locked the bedroom door. 4 storm locks. He grabbed and slashed down at his zipper... his cock nearly shot out. Lightning flashed across his eyes and he jerked himself off laying beside her… watching her…
Before the sun came up he carried her out of bed… and back onto the wet sand. He had left her tattered dress back inside.
She was awakened by the cold sand against her as she was put down. It was frightfully cold but the sun and clearing fog was so incredibly beautiful. Knowing she had survived the night. But why was she outside again? Hadn’t she just been in a warm bed?
She realized how naked she was then… and briefly covering up with her arms she turned around...
That’s when she saw a man dressed in multiple layers of clothes watching her. “I just wanted to watch you walk along the shore. After a storm... is the best time to feel completely free…”
As cold as she was it DID feel GREAT to be alive!! She decided to heed his wisdom and turn back towards the light. She walked along for a couple of minutes. When she finally looked back… he waved for her to come back to him with an evil, brimming smile.
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