Literature
Water
Waves crashed noisily against the hull of the ship, drowning out all other sounds. The smell of sea salt was strong, washing away the stench of unwashed bodies and people. The girl watched as white foam fell over the sea like a blanket. Then it faded and disappeared like it was never there, only to be replaced by another sheet. Occasional sprays of high flying foam dotted the peaceful scene. The full moon was low, almost touching the surface of the horizon. Thin wisps of fog lingered around the sky, giving it an eerie feel. Despite that, stars could be seen, twinkling like diamonds against a black backdrop. The girl leaned against the