Empty Backdrop from Brother ours

It's eight of the clock and The prince and his crew set out on his giant wooden ship for Atlantis. "IS EVERYONE READY?!?!?!?!?" Proteus calls out to his men. "YES SIR!" they all shout back to their leader. "Then, WE ARE OFF!" The ship leaves and all the young men can see are the waving people on the docks and splashing waves behind them. Some of the crew head down to the bottom of the ship where they essential supplies and their most precious and rare treasures they've found in the past few months. His highness checks if the ship isn't missing anything that they require for their current journey....

Dear Journal,
Today, I am boarding a ship to go to Atlantis. I hope this trip will let me get over the loss of my first love, Jane Porter.
Ms.Porter has ran away with an ape man named Tarzan, and now is living with him. Her father also went with her. I hope I get to be fortunate enough to get a l’amour like that. At least with someone who can like me as I am.
Signed from

Milo Thatch

Milo closed the leather bound book, and went up to the deck of the now leaving ship. Helga had just told him what he needed to do on the ship. As soon as he waved goodbye to Mr. Whitmore, a family friend. "Oh, and before...

Belle and Merlin had just finished their tea, and Merlin seemed almost jovial, when Archimedes came flying through the window, looking panicked. Belle sprang to her feet, panic filling her too.

“Archie, where’s Arthur?”

“He was chased par a hawk,” puffed Archimedes, “and ended up in Madame Mim’s house!”

“Madame Mim?” Merlin sprang to his feet at once. “Come on, Belle, my girl, we’ve got to save him!”

“I hope he’s alright,” Belle murmured, before they were both swept magically straight through Madame Mim’s front door. Madame Mim was a sorceress with just as much...

“Now, boy,” a dit Merlin, addressing Arthur. “You can’t get par without a decent education, toi know.”

“Oh, I suppose not sir,” stammered Arthur, trying to examine the sugarbowl, which indignantly whacked at his fingers with a teaspoon. “I mean, Merlin.”

“Sugar!” Belle reprimanded the bowl, which hopped away in a huff.

“So, I am going to be your tutor,” Merlin explained, opening one of his books.

“But I’ve got to get back to the castle,” Arthur said, quickly taking another biscuit for the road and getting to his feet. “They’ll want me in the kitchens.”

“Oh,...