The Empress Of Ireland

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Request: Your pirate imagine had me thinking about ships and shipwrecks, so I rewatched Titanic. Do you think you could do a SUPER angsty (or fluff to angst) one where it's kinda of like Jack and Rose, but maybe with one of your favorite shipwrecks? After following you for a year now, I fully believe you have a favorite shipwreck, you seem like that kinda of person. Anyways, thanks!!

A/N: First of all, mean. Second of all...yes, yes I do. Lucky guess.

Here's what it looked like in its prime!

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Here's what it looked like in its prime!

Also, please watch the YouTube video by Oceanliner Designs if you want to know more about the tragic fate of the Empress of Ireland.

I added real photos too! Also, expect to read my nerdy author's notes lol.

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Third Person P.O.V:

May 28th, 1914

4:30 P.M

Y/n Y/l/n stood at the port in Quebec, Canada. Her eyes trailed the side of the RMS Empress of Ireland as the lights on the port deck shone halfway up its side. It was only a few hundred feet smaller than the once-powerful Titanic, God rest those lost. It was older, this voyage was about to be its 96th stretch across the Atlantic.

Even though it has been two years since the news of the once unsinkable beast, and the many safety precautions now added to Liners, the fear still resided in many's chests when having to board one

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Even though it has been two years since the news of the once unsinkable beast, and the many safety precautions now added to Liners, the fear still resided in many's chests when having to board one.

Y/n was no different, she wouldn't have gotten back on a ship if it wasn't for a job opportunity in Liverpool.

The young woman had finished her studies at University a month prior, and now was heading to England to pursue a career as a Physician.

An older man smiled from his spot in front of the walkway as she stepped towards him with her third-class ticket, he looked at it for authenticity and nodded towards a young man who had a comb and tongue depressor on standby a few feet away from them.

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