-We’re taking in water!
-All men to the pumps! Captain Jack held on the the fence, the strong wind almost throwing him over board.
-There is a light in a distance, captain!
-It might be a boat, or land even! We need to reach them, whoever they are. Starboard, full speed!
She was the air and the sea, the wind and the waves.
Over them she flew, under she swam, threw them around, tore them apart.
-It’s a trap, captain! The light! It’s… It’s her! The storm!
The captain stared upon the ghostly figure above them.
He had finally found her.