The Glorious Hellequin and Her Crew - September 14th, 2007

User: [info]thehellequin (posted by [info]hellboundknaves)
Date: 2007-09-14 09:07
Subject: The Wide, Empty Sea [plot; open]
Security: Public

The day begins as every other day has- one of the things about the sailing life is the endless, dreary monotony. The same things are done as they would be any other day, and nothing at first seems to be amiss.

Their course leads them into territory the older sailors grumble about. Harlan is heard complaining at great length that the captain clearly wants them all killed and dragged off to the infernal pits, and the navigator is more nervous than usual. She had always been told to skirt this region before, but going straight through these less traveled waters is a faster way to the shipping lanes they mean to haunt.

The ocean gradually begins to change. At first, it's nothing terribly noticeable, but as the day wears on and no sign of life can be seen- no porpoises leaping at the bow, no gulls circling in the air, and even a complete lack of drifting seaweed...

It could be coincidence, of course, or simply that you happen to be missing things. Surely other people have spotted a few living things, as they do every day. Nothing to worry about.

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