There is nothing like the feeling of the sea.
Captain Edward J. Smith had been sailing for just over forty six years now. No he wasn't the best captain in the world, but he was sailing now the captain of the finest most luxurious ship to sail the seven seas. The wind was salty and cool, the sea was a crystal blue, and he felt unstoppable, indestructible, and mightier than he had ever felt. This was it, his last voyage. A melancholy feeling gripped his stomach when the idea had first come to mind, but if he was to end it all, it would be like this. It would be here, and now, onboard the grandest ship ever. Wind whipped over the ship, streamlining the black hull, washing over the brand new decks, the white railings, and swirling around the orange and black funnels. This was truly the most beautiful ship he had ever seen, and being it's captain was his greatest pleasure.
"I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!!!" A young man bellowed from the front of the ship. Of his ship. He was like a gull floating atop the blue waves. Soaring with the wind, becoming one with the peaceful sea around him he flew on the front of the ship. The sea was everything to him, the sea, this ship, this life.
The is nothing like the feeling of the sea