The Time:
Present day.
The Setting:
 Way out in the sea in an area so rarely traveled that the islands contained there are still unknown by most of the world. There are 13 islands total, all close together, with rising and lowering tides. During the low tide one could easily walk to another island.

Quote:
I intend to get some sort of art depiction of these islands but for now we don't have one.


The Beginning:
Flooding in with the tide, Meeru washes up on the shore of the top left island. Coughing out some water and waking up a bit, he struggles and crawls up the shore. Thinking hard, he can't think of any reason why he was anywhere even close to the see, for now, he just doesn't know.