Chapter Three
Evil Goblins
Far out in the deep oceans, where land cannot be found for thousands of miles, the seas were dangerously rough with waves of over one-hundred feet high. Violent storms thrashed across the water with hammering rains, black skies, and crashing thunder. Blinding lightning strikes lit up the sea … only for a few split seconds.
At the bottom of the ocean it was still and murky, with hardly any color or life. Food was scarce there; the reefs were barren as though all the good had been sucked out of them. It was a cold and lifeless place, where men could lose their hearts, souls … and minds.
A Grand Canyon cut deep along the seabed, stretching for miles. Its towering walls were steep, rugged cliffs. It was no-man’s-land.
Along the cliff-face was a cave, its entranc
