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"A New World" by milkshakes004
For a brief few seconds, all he saw was light.
Then, as quickly as the lightness had come, it was gone, replaced by the dark, harsh reality of Hirsham’s current situation.
Slowly, Hirsham gathered his senses.
He observed that the moment of brightness had only been a streak of treacherous lightning flashing across the cloudy, inky sky.
He tasted salt in the air.
He felt rain beating down on all sides, as he struggled to maintain his balance on the rocking boat.
He smelled charred wood, freshly burned from the lightning strike.
He heard shouts from his crew, who were fruitlessly attempting to calm the chaos on board.
This voyage had gone disastrously wrong. The boat was far from Krawk Island by now, and whichever way Hirsham looked, there was no sign of land.
“Captain!”
“Captain, what do we do?”
The pleading yells finally registered with him. He must act; his crew was relying on him.
Hirsham the Krawk bolted up the stairs on the back of the ship.
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