Prologue

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It's been smooth sailing for a couple months now, though I'm not quite sure how. I'm always cautious, constantly watching my back, on my toes for the next possible threat, whether that be another fleet of ships or a battle for the title of most respected band, or maybe most feared.

The rest of my crew, however, doesn't seem to have the same issue. Like I said, it's been smooth sailing for a while, so to myself it seems as though they've all let their guards down.

But I haven't, and I don't plan on ever letting that happen again. Ever since the incident, it's been difficult to relax, difficult to find joy in what I used to find joy in.

Now all that's left for me is to keep the rest of my crew alive, and possibly myself in the process.

These are the thoughts that swim through my mind with every ounce of sleep I can get, with every bite I take, with every step I place on the wooden flooring when I find myself restless in my cabin. These are the only beliefs that keep me tied to sanity.

My head is constantly swimming, I can't hear when members of my crew wish me well for whatever day it is, as  I pass by to my quarters after my daily tasks, which consists of making sure everyone's pulling their weight and occasionally steering my great ship through rough waters, maybe hoping to clear my head. These days, it doesn't seen to work the way it used to, with my mind still filled with water churning as if it were filled with sirens.

I can still remember the days where I could simply soak up the sun alongside my brother, Jamison. Back then, I referred to him as either Brother or Jamie. But such memories only hold pain now, and act as a reminder of everything that happened, and all the things I could've done to prevent their following events, but didn't.

I am plagued by knowledge, knowledge that can never be lost to even the deepest caverns of my mind. If I could, Poseidon knows I would, and return to the sweet bliss of ignorance, as if I were a child again. But I don't have that option anymore, and now I must live with the burden of knowledge.

You must be wondering what's going on, why this story seems to gloomy and full of despair. That would be because this is my story.

My name is Calpernia Glass, and I am the captain of the Miracle.

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