The sea rages on, although the storm has passed.
The fish inside panic and seek shelter.
The stalwart vessels on her surface buckle against her anger.
On the shore, the waves crash against the rocks, even washing some away.
The waters carry the debris of man and beast.
The sky is dark, not daring to shine down on the violent waters below.
Man cries out.
Woman cries.
Child falls victim.
No one escapes the wrath of the sea.
A glance from the sea brings ruin.
Buffalo waves stampede, trampling mighty sailors.
There is no escape, no hiding place, only despair.
And for a time, the earth is flat.
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