Literature
Pretty Fish
Shore leave, it seemed like a miracle after being stuck on the half rotted ship for so long. Alton took a deep breath and smiled as he stepped onto the time worn planks of the dock.
Immediately his senses were inundated by a barrage of sights, sounds and smells.
"Alton, where are you headed first? The Pig and Whistle, or Madame Lorelei's?" asked a swabbie as he rushed forward to catch up with Alton.
Alton laughed and sidestepped a fish monger. "James, aren't you a bit young to even think about going to Madame Lorelei's?" he teased, ruffling the lad's hair.
James puffed out his chest and frowned. "Am not!" he complained. "I'm old enough t