"Lower the sails," I yelled. The rain poured blurring everything. My sights were set on one thing, making sure I didn't lose my life, my boat, my men.
"Man your stations," Dreading yelled. Lightning split the darkness, it looked as if it cracked the sky open and instead of blood pouring from its wounds rain crashed from the dark crevasses of the night. Thunder boomed from the west, if it was the west. "What the bloody seas is this? I haven't faced a storm like this in all my days," Dreading called to me.
"Take the wheel," I yelled stepping back still holding a hand on the wheel until Dreading grasped the pegs completely, taking control. I ran down the stairs down to the deck to lend my help. I held the rail of the ship as to not fall. My men can't lose their Captain at a time like this. My heart thrummed growing louder at each echo of blasted thunder. Lightning split the sky again this time touching down. It struck the stern. It crumbled to splinters of wood. The bow raised with the waves which grew meters at a time. I run back to the stern. We conquered another wave. The force threw me off the broken stern of the ship. The burnt splintering remnants of the stern slit through my layers of flesh as I fell. The cold water eluded my senses before I swam towards the bright strike of lightning that reopened the sky. I drew a breath as my face escaped the water's talons. Waves crashed over my head but I caught a glimpse of my ship as the bow of the boat crumbled. Water already rushed upon the deck. I saw Dreading vanish into the water just as the last of the bow sunk into the depths of the sea. The sky once again reached its bright fingers down to grab the Earth. My hearing roared, just a loud buzz. My skull felt like it was cracked open. I couldn't move, I didn't even have time to let out the slightest cry of pain before I began to be covered but the heavy pressure of crashing waves. My sight went dark as my lungs jerked me causing me to breath in the sea's water, filling my lungs, drowning me.
