The Ship and the Strom

The waves swash with loud sound, rumble every time it hit the hull, the wood shrieking along with the ship movement. The wind ripping through the air in the high pitched screams, lightning tearing the sky with a blissful light, thunder roaring till the air shakes.

The cold wind chilling the skin, meanwhile the smell of liquor blends in the air with the smell of urine. The room is in the dim light showed in the small candle light, and with the gusts of the wind it shaken the spirit to light. As if it not willing to light. But time already witness, it continue to light even when the wind trying hard to blow it out.

There is a square table in the center of the room, nailed at the floor. Two wooden beer stain sit on the top of it. In the front it two sailor man sit across each other. The wave make the ship tilt to one side, Their beer stains slide to the corner of the table but before it reach the end of the table, the waves move the ship to the other side. And again their beer stains slide to the other side following the ship movement.

“Damn storm!” babbled the slim man. Ned the one eye. He catch the mug with outstanding accuracy reckon the way he speak already show how drunk he is. “This cold wind make m’ feet hurt.”

“I know what make ye warm,” the stumpy man smirked, his eyes winking to the other side of the room.

The girl that curl up in the other side of the room trembling in fright, she embrace her knee with her fastened hand. Her hand is tied in the front. A bars separate her room with the sailors, but not for their gaze and their mumbling. Laughter roaring for the mount of the two sailors when the saw the girl frightening.

She became unusual view in that room. Her modern outfit contras with the sailors outfit, the look like out from historical fantasy book. The girl repeatedly repeat the spell in her mind this is just a night mare. But she never woke up.

“Master must be like you,” said Tod, he link his lips. The girl doesn’t need to take a pick to notices it, that man often sand near her bars and throw disgusting words.

“Ned the one eye laugh. “don’t make he’ freak, Tod! Ye know it what will happen to them, I hope I can taste this on’.”

“ye right Ned, hopefully Master will keep he’ in tag after playing with e’.”

Tod gulp his beer. They laugh and throwing another dirty world for some time. The girl trying her best to not listen.

They has been sailing for a couple day, the storm rampages for a couple night ago. The sound boisterous sounds.

The girl pray for their ship to be sink since the sound of thunder reverberate at a distance. But the ship that looks rotten has survived for storm from the very beginning. Time seems stop for her or may be is just her feeling. Fear come on and on, pierce on her and don’t want to go.

And when the sound of the storm start to calm, the girl fear begin to worsen. This is her ending.

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