Ar'Chismaytopia Rae Saga(Australia)

Ships and Storms

The waves were pounding with loud noises, pounding each time

hitting the hull, the wood crackled along with the

ship shake. The wind whistled, lightning struck and thunder blared making

air vibrates.

Cold air pierced the skin, while a foul odor mingled

with a pessimistic smell. The dimly lit room bathed in light from a small candle, the,

which in every gust of angina bergoyag, shake its firmness to

light up like. But time proves he keeps burning despite the wind

tried blowing.

A square table was glued in the middle of the room, there were two

the fruit of the wooden cup perched on it. In front of him two sailors sat

come face to face. The movement of the waves made the ships sway sideways, their cups sliding

to one side, before the cup reached the other end, the waves had

the ship tilts to the other side. And again their cups slid into

the other side.

"Fuckin' storm," Celto that skinny guy, Ned the

one-eyed. He caught his cup with quite astonishing accuracy

given his manner of speaking, that was already an indication of how drunk he was.

"this cold air makes my legs ache."

"I know what makes you warm" said Tod

the stocky man glanced across the room. Look at the girl who is in

the other side of the room.

The girl is so educated

frightened, hugging his knees with as much as his hands open in front. Cram

separate the room and the place where the sailors were sitting, but not from view

and their perverted babble. Laughter blared out the two sailors

seeing a scared girl.

modern contrasts with the clothes of the sailors, who seem to come out of the book

fantasy history. Over and over again the girl repeated the same mantra,

it's just a nightmare. But he never woke up.

"Master must really like you" said the Tod

licked her lips. The girl did not need to glance to find out, the man often

standing in front of bars and uttering disgusting words.

Ned the one eye laughed. "Don't scare him, Tod. We

knowing exactly what happened to them, I just wish I could taste the ones

this one."

"You're right Ned, may the master keep it intact

after wearing it."

Tod gulped his beer. They laughed and made comments

raunchy. The girl tried her best not to listen.

They've been sailing for a few days. The storm has raged since

a few nights ago, his voice rang out.

Ever since she was brought on board, the girl has been praying for the ship

they were drowned since the sound of thunderbolts rang out in the distance, but the ship was in sight

the weathered still survive despite the storm since days ago. Time

as if it stopped for him, or maybe it was just his feelings. Fear continues

just come and not go.

And as the sound of the storm began to subside, the girl's fear grew even more

to be. This is the end for him.

 

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