Zealand

It’s 5:30 in the morning when all the morning birds rise from there slumber. They sit on their porches smelling the sweet salty air with coffee or tea in their hands as they watch orange, pinks, and yellows swirl together to form the prettiest of sunsets. This is a normal morning for the towns people of Luna island. Luna island is known for its breathtaking clear blue waters and white sand beaches. Not to mention its whimsical coastal town that bursts with color at every store. Despite its beauty Luna island is small without much visitors or tourism. The silence of the morning is broken with a villager down at the beach yelling about an unconscious girl washed ashore. In a matter of seconds everyone thats awake rushes towards the beach to see the sight. Everyone in town crowds around the spectacle forming c shape. Washed up on shore is an unknown girl, covered head to toe in seaweed and other sea plants, so much so you can barely tell what she looks like. The towns folk stand around in silence, nobody knowing what to say or do, keeping a few feet from them and her as if she’s a bomb or something you shouldnt get close to. How did she end up here? Is she even alive?