see the crew
see the crew as they scrambled to keep the ship together. Lightning crawled across bilious clouds, and thunder echoed above the wind. He shouted orders no one heard. Men yelled; Kaylen heard a hideous, 45 drawn out crack. The aft mast tilted toward him, crashing to the deck, ropes flailing like angry snakes, splinters flying. He was in the water. Cold, churning, foul-tasting water, foaming, in his ears, mouth, and eyes. Coughing, sputtering, he kicked off his boots. His sword slipped from its scabbard. He found a piece of flotsam and clung to it. Shaking water from his eyes, he peered into the maelstrom. The storm briefly
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