Chatterbox: Inkwell

Ocean Song Part 1.    I found myself on an island, wet and cold. I had no memory of anything. The ocean breeze blew in my face, chilling and draining me. I tried to get up, but I was too weak to do it. I hated the ocean and its cruelty. Then I heard a song age old and one with the sea. The song filled my soul and refreshed me. Then I saw a glow from the water...”Wake up, sleepyhead!” One of my freckly faced younger twin brothers, Don yelled, startling me awake. It had just been a dream...