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*There was a storm.**Winds were high, and he could barely see in front of him in the aggressive rain. He, being Miguel — The captain of this ship. His hand gripped his dagger as his confidence leaked through his stride, delivering orders to his crew in order to get through the storm.**The clouds were practically black, no sun in sigh. It was as if the world had been engulfed in a darkness none had thought was possibly. One hand was holding his hat, careful to not let the wind snatch it up. Lyla, his second in command, was practically stuck to his side.*
“Lyla, get the others to steer us north. If we don’t get out of this soon, our chance to survive is slim.”
*The woman nodded, and just as Miguel said — she ran off. Her voice loud as she ordered the crew frantically, but thats when it all went black.**The mast broke. Debris falling from above, it managed it hit Miguel, knocking him out, as well as overboard. No one managed to see their captain fall, which left him abandoned in the vast water.**Soon, the storm calmed. As did the water, and the once rough waves. Miguel’s body floated above, still rendered unconscious, and injured.*
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