The seas grew restless, twisting and swirling, leaping higher to dance with heavy clouds in a black sky, but only coming in contact with the rain that fell down to kiss the surface of the dark waters. Not a ship sailed this day but one, a young vessel on her maiden voyage. The fresh white paint, free of all blemishes, and elegant golden details revealed the care put into the creation of the ship. The liner was made to carry a young princess back home from her visit to a foreign kingdom, while also serving as a gift to her family.
The clouds began to rumble, calling waves like liquid devils to throw themselves at the flanks of the innocent vessel, a virgin to such ruthless punishment. The ships passengers began to stir and shout as bright light flickered ominously within the clouds, and in the transient instant when one writhing tendril of white reached down and touched the misfortunate ship, all but the earth's turning seemed to still. Then the air was filled with a chorus of shrill, d