The rain clouds cover the stormy sea in darkness. The sandy floor strewn with broken vessels struck down by the mighty forces of Nature. Bones lay buried under the rotting wood, pirates, and honest sailors alike. The gulls relentless cawing causes all other noise to become nothing but senseless jabber. This place is sacred; Hope and Life have been lost here. Precious blood spilt for nothing more than a false dream. False hope, lies and deceit the culprits behind this tragedy. Life is lost as easily as wood burns and as regularly as the sun rises and sets. Necessary; yet horrible. The rain falls slicing through the air before battering the waves. The surface is broken thousands of times by the drops who crash down unknowingly. Those who are dead long for silence. But the one who decides does not give it to them. Shattered, jagged Cliffside crumbles into the blackness. A lone man watches from the same cliff as a ship is swallowed by the black teeth of the sea.
Silence…
-Richard Reyes