The Sea

The sea is a cruel mistress. Watch as the waves soar and roar. The waves are hungry and only wrecked ships will satisfy her. With every ship taken souls are lost in her waves, never to walk among us. They have no purpose now just roaming hoping to find a way out. Every time someone gets close she sweeps them back to their cells, they are here prisoners. A life sentence in the waves chained to the murky sea floor. Never to escape for she is very jealous. She always tries with all her power to keep them all but some have found the way out. It angers her but she doesn't worry for every soul that leaves ten more take a place in the dark cells. When will this vicious cycle end? Sadly never because the sea never dies. Oh how the sea is a cruel mistress.

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