Ghost Risen Book 1: A Slice of Life HaremLit Fantasy Adventure (Astral Key Series) by Colby Gray

Author:Colby Gray [Gray, Colby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Ayrin's slow return to consciousness was accompanied by the distant calls of seagulls and the rhythmic sound of waves crashing on the shore. The intense heat of the sun bore down on his face, the warm sand pressing against his skin and sifting between his fingers. Ocean waves gently lapped at his legs, the cool water a stark contrast to the sun's heat.

As Ayrin woke, disoriented and squinting against the bright sunlight, a throbbing headache pulsed in his temples, and a sharp pain shot through his right arm. He rubbed off sand that stuck to his face as he sat up, shielding his eyes with his hands, and surveyed his surroundings. The wreckage of the ship was strewn around him on the shore, a testament to the violence of the storm that had brought them here. He looked down at his tattered clothes and felt a desperate thirst, his lips cracked and dry.

Lifting his injured arm, Ayrin saw a large gash, no doubt caused by the wreckage. Confusion and dread swirled within him as he tried to make sense of his situation. With a pained grunt, he forced himself to stand, his legs unsteady beneath him. Beside him lay the sword he had wielded against the apparitions. He picked it up, feeling its weight in his hand.

Sore and exhausted, Ayrin limped toward the main part of the ship wreckage. The vessel had been ripped in two, its mangled remains a grim reminder of the storm's fury. Ayrin speculated that the ship must have struck the large boulders near the shore during the tempest.

Carefully navigating the debris, he searched for water, growing increasingly frustrated as his efforts proved fruitless. Finally, he spotted a canteen floating in the water among the wreckage. Desperation mounting, Ayrin opened the container and took a small sip of its contents, savoring the relief it brought to his parched throat. He hesitated, then poured the remaining water over the gash on his arm, wincing as it stung.

As he looked around, Ayrin realized that he was alone. The cries of seagulls and the sound of the waves were his only companions. If there were any survivors, they must have made their way inland. Turning his gaze from the shore, he stared into the depths of the jungle that loomed before him. Its dark, tangled undergrowth seemed to hold untold dangers. Taking a deep breath, he thought of Kayla, the memory of her smile serving as a beacon in the darkness that surrounded him.

Ayrin moved through the jungle, hacking through vines and thick brush with his sword. His bare feet and tattered clothes offered little protection from poisonous plants, sharp stones, or worse dangers lurking in the shadows. Anxiety crept in as he wondered if venturing into this unknown jungle was a terrible mistake, but he had no choice. If he was to find food, water, or any survivors, he wouldn't do so by remaining on the shore.

As he trudged deeper into the jungle, Ayrin questioned whether he was stranded on an island.

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