Prologue
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he storm
was the fiercest they had ever beheld. It was wave against wave and wave
against ship. Dark clouds poured brutally on the decks of the three ships,
blinding those aboard who tried their best to stand their ground and to aid one
another. The wind blew so hard that the once true white sails were ripped apart
and hung eerily from above. All aboard despaired, but did their part. Some
helped evacuate water so it would not sink their ships, others looked after the
wounded, and a few were brave enough to swing from one ship to another to aid
their brethren under the rain.
It was then when a wave rose as high as a mountain and fell
with the intensity of a thousand blows. The sound of the crashing waves was
that of many voices crying out all at once—then came absolute silence. Those
who sailed on the other two ships looked upon the one that had been shattered
by the brutal wave. Sadly, they had been drifted apart and could not come to
their immediate aid. The cries of help began and those who were safe despaired
with no sail to take them to their friends. The captains on each ship ordered
to row and they did. They used all the strength they could muster to reach
their kin. Some even jumped from the ships to swim to their aid, but as they got
closer the sea acted once again.
Almost as if by an invisible hand one of the ships was pushed away from the others and was
unable to fight back against the mysterious force. Dark shadows moved over the
water and even climbed up to the remaining ship to taunt those inside. Those
aboard fought them off with weapons—swords, daggers, axes, bows, and
arrows—others with incantations or with prayer until they left them to their
misery. However, none of this stopped them, their rowing, and they were nearer
and nearer to their brethren. But upon reaching them something happened that
marked their lives forever.
As they reached the remains of the ship and those who swam
for help, darkness grew below them. Like a swirling watery cloud it began to
spin and take all those in the water with it. They cried out for help, in pain,
with a fear in their eyes that made all who watched shiver with it. They threw
ropes and reached out their hands and the ship’s oars, but all was useless. In
a matter of seconds what was left of the ship and the crew was sucked into the
sea, but the ship next to it stood unharmed.
They looked at one another with tears and broken hearts.
What could they do now amidst the storm? One ship gone and one ship destroyed.
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