I do not own this story. I do not own any characters unless I may have made
them up, in which case I wouldn't mind if anybody borrowed them anyway.
This is a story about Kit's life where the book leaves off. I am still
trying to imagine what she looks like as there are few descriptions in the
book. Please review and give me suggestions. This is my first fanfic.
The crisp cold wind brushed Kit's hair against her face as she stood at the
bow of her namesake ship: The Witch. As a natural reflex, she tugged the
hair behind her ears; after being on this ship for a year, she was used to
things dealing with the weather at sea. She stared out beyond the river at
the vanishing point where the air met the water and it disappeared until
the Witch would gain speed and new water would be swallowed by the turning
of the earth. It reminded her of the fields in Wethersfield. The way they
would extend and blow with the wind. It went on beyond eyesight and seemed
endless. The river soothed her heart just the way the fields had. She was
happy here, with Nat, whom she would soon move into a house with. They were
to be wed once they had found a home and now that they had found a 3
bedroom house in Barbados, the wedding plans began to unravel.
Nat left most of the plans to Kit. The decorations and entertainment were
up to her to plan, as Nat could care less how things looked. It was only
the concept that he praised.