1. Butterfly Beach I : The Wreck of the Golden Dove or the Consequences of Unfamiliar Fruit.


    Date: 9/27/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: sprite, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    From the Journal of Olivia Delacroix - First entry. It’s been nearly twenty-one days since The Golden Dove was blown off course by a truly malevolent storm. Had it not been for the peerless bravery of our good Captain Harrington and the courageous Lieutenant Littlefield, we most certainly would have been lost at sea somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. Though having lost our glorious airship and most of our supplies, some of us made it safely to shore, holding out hope that the rest of the crew as well as the missing members of our expedition survived as well, possibly carried by the powerful currents and washed up upon these strange shores elsewhere. Our party, currently, numbers six, including myself. First and foremost, the aforementioned Lieutenant James Littlefield who has, bless his soul, assumed command in the interim, both the good Captain and my employer, Professor Walter Waites being among the missing. I am confident in his abilities to keep us safe from harm and, eventually, rescue us from this peculiar beachhead upon which I will comment later. Also among our number is the professor’s daughter Emmaline with whom I have struck up a robust friendship over the course of my tenure as Professor Waite’s personal assistant. She has held up surprisingly well, despite the disaster and the uncertainty as to her father’s fate, and stood as a beacon of hope to the others. A perennially cheerful girl with an infectious laugh, she’s has helped salvage our morale despite her own ...
    worries, for which I admire and adore her even more. I should also point out that she is her father’s daughter in many ways and had developed quite an interest in the sciences, a definite boon, considering our surroundings. Jaspar Fincher whom, until our perilous arrival upon the rock strewn shore, unsettled me. At first impression, he is more brute than man, dwarfing even the most robust among the crew of The Dove in size. The Lieutenant refers to him as ‘The Bull’ and I must agree, it’s a fitting moniker. And yet, he is surprisingly polite, even gentle, when dealing with Emma and I. Also surprising is his nimble mind. He, alone, is able to converse with me in my native language and on a wide variety of subjects, giving me the impression that he has the background of a scholar. When the needs of survival become less pressing, I will make it a priority to open a deeper conversation with him. Gavin McCross, another of the ship’s crew, is another enigma. He calls himself a cowboy, and hails from the American west. He would best be described as rugged and hardworking. Although he keeps to himself, I would not call him unfriendly, merely gruff. More than that, I cannot say, knowing little of him. Surprisingly, I have caught him making sketches of the local flora and fauna with a pencil in a small notebook. From what I could glimpse, his drawings were surprisingly lifelike. That the Lieutenant favors him makes me glad of his company. Our sixth member, Carter Grant, had been hired by ...
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