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by Arthemesia. . 76 reads.

A day of Arthemesia, I

The sun was slowly falling back to its bed, ready for its dark slumber again. The sky was painted orange with the white brushstrokes of clouds dotting the landscape.
The city of Freehold overlooked the Sea with a light blue passion, its waters splashing against the rocks to a soulful tune.




Officer Dunstad drove through the streets, windows down. The warm coastal breeze flew over the city, the smell of Bananas and palms filling the nose. He smiled as his patrol went uneventful again. The nation of Arthemesia have always been low on crime, and Freehold is the epicenter. There were kids playing soccor in a fenced off area to bis right, and across the street sat 2 guys and a girl, the two boys playing the guitar as the girl sang One of the new songs by her favorite artist, Alexi o'Cara.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true ooh oh

Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top
That's where you'll find me

Oh, somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to,
Oh why, oh why can't I?
Well I see trees of green and red roses too,
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue
And I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world...

Turning to his right he crossed onto South bend avenue, a long hill going up at a sharp angle. Behind him laid the coast with flowing long green grass, bathing in the Orange sky. A young boy stood there on top of the hill that overlooked the sandy shores, a tear streaming down his cheek. The officer noticed, and parked his car behind a blue Pontiac. Stepping out, he left his windows down and doors unlocked, without a fear. Quickly crossing the street after a convertible drove past, he walked down to the boy.
"Hey bud... You alright?"
He kid didnt respond.
So the officer put on a warm smile and went down to one knee in front of him, and held out his hand. The kid took it, clutching it.
"Whats the matter?"
Between the tears, he muttered out "its my birthday."
The cop smiled more friendly, and boasted a congratulations.
"Wheres your parents?"
Without a word, the kid used his other hand to point to the sea.
"Mommy and Daddy went out to to fight the bad guys."
The cop nodded, understanding. Still holding his hand, he asked the kid where he lives. After the kid told him up the road with daddys brother, the cop decided to bring him to a bakery first, and bought him a small anchor shaped cake with a candle. The kid smiled and said thank you, and showed the cop where he lives. The officer escorted him to the door, and knocked. A man opened and smiled at the officer, and huged the kid.
"Charlie, you okay bud?"
Charlie would nod.
The man would turn to the cop.
"Come in, come have some tea."
Officer Dunstad would oblige, and ask for some Green tea. Minutes later a small cup is given to him.
"So, I am Charlies Uncle, Robert. Is their an issue?"
Sir Dunstad would take a sip and look at him.
"What happened to his parents?"
"The were sailors, one for the navy and the other on a merchant vessel. They both lost their lives to the waters, one by Blackblood marauders, the other trying to protect against such things. I am his caractaker now. the past few months have been rough on him without his parents. Thank you for giving him a cake too."
Officer Dunstad would smile.
"Can you not afford to do anything for his birthday?" He would ask.
"Unfortunately not. An office job can only pay for so much. "
Looking back at Charlie, the officer would nod and say thank you for the tea, before taking his leave. The kid would wave bye, with his uncle yelling out th window hes welcome any time.



The next day, Charlie would open a knock on the door. It was officer Dunstad, who after just getting off the phone with his uncle was holding a big box wrapped up behind a smile.
"Happy birthday buddy."
Charlie would open it up, and with big eyes pulled out a massive model scale sail ship.
"Wow, thank you!"
A big hug smothered the officer, who only smiled and patted charlie on his back. Moments later, another man, Officer Dunstads friend Robert walked up.
"Hey, We got another suprise. Wanna come?"
Charlie would follow and hop in the car with the two men. Officer Dunstad would drop them off the dock, and pull away as he watched Charlie Smile a giant grin from ear to ear getting on the sail boat with Captain Robert, leader of Merchant ships the AMS Macintosh.
All day they sailed the small sail boat, Charlie sailing his mini one along side it with a remote control. That day, he learned what went on in his parents head. The love for the sea, addition to the waters and the rush of sailing it.

50 years later
Charlie would walk through the feilds in mourning, entering the cemetery and stopping at 5 different graves. Everyone he found in his childhood were gone, only to be replaced by someone new. Finally, he found his fivth, he knelt down in front and put a pin on the gravestone.


Alan Dunstad
24 years of Service
Freehold Police force,
1936~2010

"Major, ready?"
Charlie would stand and salute the gravestone, before turning on his heels. His Blue uniform was firmly pressed and his cap held under his arm. Together with Private Finch, they walked back to the docs.

Arthemesia

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