Ship wrecked

Everything happened so fast, yet so slow at the same time. The clouds had swiftly shifted head bringing promises of a horrible storm. Flashes of light traced through the skies. Thunderous booms causing your very core to rumble violently. Waves of heat, yet cold tracing through the air. One could only shiver. There was nothing anyone could do to prevent just what exactly we were heading into. The waves violently not allowing the ship to turn, instead they took us where they pleased like the hands of a child playing with a toy ship. We were helpless. And judging by my leaders eyes, hopeless as well. He knew the same thing I did. There was no way to avoid it, just simply go with it. And although he was a ruthless leader, our captain... He couldn't break it to his devoted men.. He said nothing. He simply allowed them to carry on their own ideas, turning the sail. Pulling the wheel, everything you could imagine we watched them do... Nothing seemed to work.




All I could do myself was look upwards, my own blue orbs focusing on the captains bearded face. Defeat shone in his cloudy pools. Everyone was afraid of death, despite who you were.. And we were no different. I felt his rough and calloused hand land upon my furry forehead shaking it back a forth a bit roughly. His chunky form kneeling upon the creaking boards as he became eye level with me. Another rough pat to the head was offered before his rough tone hit my auds 'Aye, a dead man tells no tales' He offered a laugh and then looked to the waters... Truthfully I had no idea what the hell he said. But it didn't sound to triumphant in my opinion. I followed his gaze to the angry waters. And then laid my own body against the wooden planks. Chin sent to rest upon my front paws. Now just waiting for death to creep upon me. I waited to feel the waters fill my lungs... Drowning.. Something I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy.



Rain spat upon me from the heavens. I could do nothing but allow my lids to cover my blue eyes. I could hear their screaming. It echoed through my ear drums but I refused to open my eyes and face the realities. The ship was sinking. Boards were flying off and taking people with them. I could smell the coppery aroma that the blood offered and people were being decapitated with wood and metal that was flinging about. It wasn't until I felt the huge wave clash upon my body that my lids flew open. I could feel the weight knocking the air clear from my lungs. The salty waters burned my eyes and filled my lungs as I struggled to move, with no prevail. It was then a rather large chunk of wood came clashing upon my skull, knocking me smooth out. And so lifeless I lay upon the debris floating towards the shore. Surely I was dead. Not a inch of me moved, just the faint breathing as the debris pushed onto the sand... However limp I remained.