Unwanted

“So you think to keep me here do you?” I asked.
“Aye, mayhap I do.” The captain replied. “I saw you come aboard with that massive tome. And then the colors that swirled within your eyes, I knew I had to have you. Too intriging, to pass up. Tell me girlie, do you have a name?”

“This body started off as only being known only as Unwanted. I am many things, but never a liar. My book is one of the only possesions I carry. It has grown quite large. From my many travels from this world to the next. It is the greatest source of communication that we have. Harsh child-like scribbles and elaborate Calligraphic script you will encounter throughout this book of mine. Not all of us survived to where I now stand. Unwanted died, her body couldn’t make it on so long a journey. The only ones who made it were we, the immortals that were formed from her body. That book of mine, of ours, really, is the only way we have to communicate to each other. While I am awake, the others sleep."