The Golden Goose

Slowly slithering, across a soft stream of sea, Giant Beard searched for the legendary golden egg.  

Man after man climbed into the crow’s nest.  

Legend said, only one, could see beyond. The youngest member, the last of his crew climbed the mast. Goose Island, not on any of their treasure maps, didn’t exist. The captain only ever saw it once before it was stolen by a boy he trusted beyond life.

His face upturned, the crew were as silent as Davy Jones Locker.

‘Land ahoy!‘ Molly Moo, said. ‘Port side, straight as you go!’

Captain Giant smiled; his search over.  

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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