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Is there a storm approaching?... We will have to wait to see.  My boat is strong and swift....Does it have the strength to bare the storm?.......My crew are weary, and tired of the journey....They haven't eatin in days....We ran out of water days ago...I don't know how long they are going to make it.  The ocean is heavy and wreckless...the water deep.  I am the captain of this ship....It is my decision where it sails....Have I made the right decision comming down this path?.....I don't know....It seemed like the right path to me.....Why do I doubt myself?....I have been captain of this vessel for 23 years.  My whole life dedicated to its well being. All my decisions are made carefully....I am highly decorated, and highly experienced in what I do. I look around the boat.. emptiness.  I look up at the storm rolling in....It looks to be a big storm.....BOOM!!!...BOOM!!!....BOOM!!!....I look over my shoulder....a cannon ball rips and tears at my sails and hits the water with a loud SWISH!!!...The other two smash the water mere feet in front of my ship.....WHO DARES SHOOT AT MY SHIP?!!!  The opposing ship was tattered,and mal nurished.   It's planks looked sad, and pitiful...An opposing ship wishes board my ship..HA HA...We shall see...That will never happen...I will protect it to the end.....Though weary... I will never let anyone mess with my fucking ship....NO ONE!!! "MAN YOUR BATTLE STATIONS MEN!!!GET YOUR SORRY ASSES UP , AND PROTECT OUR VESSEL!!!"  the men scattered like insects under my voice of command....They quickly loaded the cannons, and waited for my que.......My eyes sharpened as I looked upon the enemy......"FIRE!!!!!!"  My ship became the storm that I look upon.  Thunder roared from the side ports....The boat shook with shock as the cannons recoiled......I grab my monoscope, and peer through. My cannon balls speckled the sails, and riped through their bow....."RELOAD!!!" , I belowed... The men shuffled underneath the floor boards.  Desperatly trying to reload their cannons... I peer through again...."FIRE!!!!"  A sheet of black hail rockets towards their ship, and this time cripples it.....It's crew running for safety....water gulping them one by one...the hull cracks and moans as it breaks into pieces...It slowly sinks,....I peer through my scope....The captain salutes me.........I retransmit.....I smile......"AT EASE MEN!!!  job well done..."  The opposing boat slowly sinks , and once again............The best vessel won........

The best ship won.......