Rain pelted the crew and Fay relentlessly as the night drew on. Waves crashed up onto the deck, washing two men overboard, and taking much of the food and fresh water.

The men thrashed as the relentless waves crashed over their heads, pushing them under. Thunder rumbled, seaming to be laughing at their struggle. Fay would never forget the way they screamed as they were pushed under one’s more, not coming back up for air. Blue Lightning split the sky, lighting up her terrified face.

The captain let out a yell of warning before another wave crashed on deck, almost taking Fay down with it.

“If this storm doesn’t end soon we might as well commit suicide! We won’t have nearly enough food or water!” One of the crew members shouted over the mayhem.

Lightning struck ones again, illuminating the deadly waves. Thunder followed soon after, shaking Fay’s entire body.

“Ma’am, it is best you stay in the cabins until this passes!” One of them suggested.

Fay’s wet hair slapped her in the face as she spoke, “and drown down there while it’s flooded? No thank you!”

He hesitated, contemplating if he should try harder, but in the end he ended up rushing to tie up the sails.

After three hours of lightning, thunder, screaming, and struggling to stay on board, things calmed a bit. The waves, still rocky, rarely made their way on deck.

The wind’s whistling had died down and was now carrying the sound of soon coming peace.

After another hour everything was normal. A few children were shaken, but alright. Fay herself was still shivering with cold and fear that hadn’t passed yet.

The sun crept out from behind the dark clouds. Seagulls dove for fish in the now calm waters.

“It’s a good thing you decided to stay up here. I just had to send a few men down to pale water! We should be arriving at a trade station where we can repair,” the captain said, strolling over to her like nothing had happened.

“And where are we to stay?” Fay asked, gesturing to herself and the other passengers.

“In a hotel not far from the dock. All payed for by my own pocket money for the trouble. The moment we’re all set and ready to go, I’ll walk there myself to fetch you all,”

Fay smiled, satisfied with how she was being treated as a human rather than an object on this trip.