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Jun 2017
Fluffy clouds float over head like the smoke dancing out of the captains pipe.

The ship slices through the waves, uninterrupted by the uneasy water.

A curious contentment captivates the captains thoughts as he smokes and ponders - his mind getting lost in the infinite blue.

His lips silently rehearse the vows for the women of his dreams - 50 years of life and this is his first encounter with a love stronger than his affection for the sea.

Smoke shapes resemble the eerie weight of the night.

A tempestuous wind starts to whirl. The concerned captain barks orders at his crew - they begin to batten down the hatches.

Colossal waves swell, this time the rocky water is not so easy for the aging ship to over come.

Swaying side-to-side the boat starts to wane.



The crescendo of the captains career is concluding with a storm unlike ever before.

Serenity turned to chaos in an instant.


Crashing, screaming, smashing, screeching - the ship is in for a fight.


Water mercilessly pours over the boat’s side rails, invading ever corner of the ship.


Slowly, slowly, they start to sink.


Screaming prayers won't save them now.

The captain’s quivering lips silently rehearse the vows  he will never speak.

Slowly , slowly, they continue to sink.
leolewin
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leolewin  28/M/Toronto
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