The seas rage against our ship, the sky itself turning against us in a battle for survival and dominance. Our great escape is just within reach, but refuses our grasp. With the waters whipping, the rain pouring and catastrophe not even spitting distance from our vessel, all seems to be lost. Could this be the end for us?
I shouldn't be surprised.
After all, a pirate's life is always riddled with hardship.

I only spent 6 or 7 hours writing this; Don't go in with high expectations.