|The Lost Isle of Solomon (standard:adventure, 3305 words)|
|Author: Daniel Chance||Added: Jul 27 2008||Views/Reads: 1589/885||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|When one man inherits the map of a lost island, he and his friend go on a quest for the ultimate treasure!|
The Lost Isle of Solomon By Daniel Chance Phineas Williams sat alone in a lonely tavern in his tiny town. He had been waiting now for nearly thirty minutes, sipping his bourbon. "Confound it, when is that damned George getting here?" he asked to himself, checking his pocket watch. He had put off an important meeting at the last minute over this urgent request. Phineas wheeled around in his chair as the tavern door banged open and then close. George Daniel's rushed up to the bar where Phineas sat. "I apologize for my being late. I will explain it later on. First things first, I must tell you why I called you here!" he said, panting and huffing. "Well, tell me." said Phineas, now irate. "Recently, my father died, as you know. Well, in his will, he left me a map of a lost island." said George. "What has that to do with anything?" asked Phineas. "You have heard the story of the lost treasure of Solomon?" asked George, countering Phineas. "Yes, I have. But you are not really going to make me sit here and listen to you say it is on this 'lost island', are you?" replied Phineas. "Let me finish. Take a look at the map" answered George. He handed a bit of aged parchment over to Phineas. Phineas grunted in annoyance, but looked at it. "Now turn it over." Phineas turned it over. There was a message on the back: "In the last day of our DEAR Solomon. The old king had had an abundance of treasure. But he had some in particular of the LORD, which Needed to be hidden in a remote place to keep it out Of the wrong hands. So, to PLEASE God, Solomon had his most trusted Servant REMOVE the treasure as he died. Solomon Told him, take it farther than no man has ever gone Before. THIS is holy adornment, and so it will CURSE Israel if it is not taken beyond man's reaches. So, as Solomon died, his servant boarded a ship by Himself. He fasted all through his journey, and prayed Every day to reach his goal. Finally, he landed on an Unknown island, and hid the treasure. He placed a holy Bond and curse over it, and placed obstacles through The island, lest any man ever found the island, and looked For his treasure. And the servant lived his days out on the Isle of Solomon for ever and ever, AMEN "So, what do you want me to do?" asked Phineas. "Well, you own the Traverse Shipping Company, and ---" Phineas stopped him. "No, I am under no circumstances going to lend you one of my sips!" George opened and cosed his mouth. "Why not?" he asked. "Because, I am not going to put one of my ships and crew in jeopardy over a treasure story that is so obviously fake!" answered Phineas. "Besides, my company is about to go into financial ruin over this impression mess the British are putting us through." "But suppose it is real. I will give you 50% of the treasure if you lend Click here to read the rest of this story (291 more lines)
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