A storm at sea
Aug 21, 2014 12:00:23 GMT
Post by Sharon on Aug 21, 2014 12:00:23 GMT
*The glass jar was taken off the shelf by the old woman. She looked the shark's liver over carefully and saw it was cloudy. She'd felt the storm brewing in her bones for days and this confirmed it. She immediately waddled to the fishing boats on island. They would take the news to the smaller islands.
But there was one captain who could not be dissuaded. He carried 'precious cargo'. He would not be turned from his path, even a little bit. The entire crew laughed the old woman off.
A young woman in he bowels of the ship's hold kept in heavy chains...wept.*
But there was one captain who could not be dissuaded. He carried 'precious cargo'. He would not be turned from his path, even a little bit. The entire crew laughed the old woman off.
A young woman in he bowels of the ship's hold kept in heavy chains...wept.*