The storm and the untamed tides roared and swirled towards the horizon. Thunder roam the black sky and lightning tearing through the darkness of the tempest. At the perfect storm, few would dare to sail these unforgiving waves, mother nature's wrath at it's zenith. The strength of the waves and gust can trample and tear apart any vessel that dare traverse its glory.
Through the strong gusts, massive waves and heavy rain; a small raft can be spotted sailing through the course of mother nature's purest form of wrath. The raft had a lone passenger, braving through the perfect storm. The passenger had only a long piece of cloth as his protection to the rain with a makeshift hood, concealing his face.
Each time his minuscule raft takes a beating with the waves, he struggles as he kept the sail steady. Even though he can clearly see that the sea is slowly eating his raft off, he still stood his ground and harnessed the storm with all the strength he can muster.
Suddenly, from the distance, a tidal wave emerged from under like a stalking predator pouncing on its prey. Before he can maneuver to safety, it was already too late. The massive tidal wave plummeted through his raft, destroying it in an instant. The passenger was left but a small log or what's left of the raft. From the looks of it, the tidal wave knocked him unconscious. But luckily the boy had a firm grip on his last life line, as he let the waves drift him over.
After what seemed like hours, the storm has passed and the sun has risen once more. The cloaked boy was found ashore an island. Still unconscious and dripping wet from the rain.
Through the strong gusts, massive waves and heavy rain; a small raft can be spotted sailing through the course of mother nature's purest form of wrath. The raft had a lone passenger, braving through the perfect storm. The passenger had only a long piece of cloth as his protection to the rain with a makeshift hood, concealing his face.
Each time his minuscule raft takes a beating with the waves, he struggles as he kept the sail steady. Even though he can clearly see that the sea is slowly eating his raft off, he still stood his ground and harnessed the storm with all the strength he can muster.
Suddenly, from the distance, a tidal wave emerged from under like a stalking predator pouncing on its prey. Before he can maneuver to safety, it was already too late. The massive tidal wave plummeted through his raft, destroying it in an instant. The passenger was left but a small log or what's left of the raft. From the looks of it, the tidal wave knocked him unconscious. But luckily the boy had a firm grip on his last life line, as he let the waves drift him over.
After what seemed like hours, the storm has passed and the sun has risen once more. The cloaked boy was found ashore an island. Still unconscious and dripping wet from the rain.