REQUIME OF THE MERMAID

CHAPTER FOUR

The storm on the sea was inexolarable. The Dark clouds had bloated out the sun and what may have seem to be noon was dark as night.

" I want m'lady back at the stern!" yelled impetuously Bob the Captain.

The lithe woman moved slowly towards the end of the deck with the help of her assistant Gerald.

John was skilled and a legerdemain on the sail. He hath had decades of experience with Bob as his young steward.

The ship would sway back and forth. Their equipment almost being destroyed before hitting a 7 foot wave came crushing down at the sail boat.

"Batten down the hatches!" Yelled Captain Bob in cacophony.

"Yes sir" retorted John.

Inside the ship Racheal was shaken in fright. Not saying a word. She was no longer gregarious or sociable by today's events but the storm was evanescencting and slowly calming down.

"The storms clear now" John told Racheal while coming down the stern.

"Thank God" she yelled in cacophony.

" No gods her madam only the King of Atlantis has allowed it. You need some fresh air."

Racheal climbed up the astern and me Captain Bob sorting some railings on the ship.