As the wind howls,
I look up and take notice of the clouds,
The seem like a group of weeping souls,
Filled with regret and rage.
The ship creaks,
As the waves crash against the hull,
The cold sends chills down my spine,
The situation seems dark and dull.
I grit my teeth at the helm,
Hoping to weather the storm,
But before I could react...
A flash of light blinds me,
My ship is destroyed,
As I fade to a cold,dark realm,
Certainly this...is...my...
END...