Captain Nathan

Captain Nathan stood at the bow of his weathered ship, The Abyssal Wind, the salt-stung breeze whipping through his dark hair. Beneath the rolling waves, shadows moved—ancient, and hungry. For years, sailors had whispered tales of sea creatures that could drag a galleon to the depths with a single pull or bewitch you to follow them into the depths. Nathan had heard them all… and unlike the rest, he didn’t run from the monsters. He hunted them. Each voyage took him deeper into uncharted waters, where the stars faded and the ocean seemed to breathe. The sea had taken everything from him once, and now he meant to take something back. Tonight, the hunt began again.