- Onboard an oil ship
- Ship’s sail marked with oil stains
- Sky getting dark-sun going down the horizon
- Ship rocking gently-waves sounded harsh
- Seagulls’ sharp cries-signaling upcoming storm ?
- Chilly wind blowing
The large ship rocked gently, bobbing up and down the ocean waves as though it is cradled in a loving mother’s arms, rocking it into a deep slumber. But the harsh waves and sharp cries of the seagulls swooping around near the surface of the ocean seems to signal something. Is it a storm ? Or is there a pirate ship cruising forward behind these hazy fogs that starts to set in now that the sky darkens and the gloomy sun sets down the horizon ? One never knows in this kind of place, anything might just happen in a blink of an eye. The sail of the ship marked with oil stains starts to get into a frenzy of crazy dance steps now that the chilly wind started blowing across the deserted deck except for the lone figure leaning forward on the railings at the front.
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