Lullaby's Tale ~ Listen to the Reign.

The Calm Before the Storm ~

Have you ever heard the rain? Really listened to it's song? It's soft tap on old wood or it's rhythmic drum on the metal? Its melody always changing, never repeating its song. For instance, tonight? The rain's roaring with the ocean, its droplets stinging when they strike the pale flesh of a sea captain; the teetering ship being tossed like a salad in this inky waters. The rain screaming its song tonight, its peace long gone as the young captain struggles to keep her ship afloat. No matter what, no matter the attempt, the storm seems to tear apart their work with vicious fangs; always attempting to capsize the vessel. Hour after hour, wave after wave, the ship doesn't sink regardless of the harrowing might of the sea.

As the faint light of morning caresses the horizon, the tired crew collapses on the soaked deck. Tiny boots splashed in the drying puddles as the captain walked across the deck, taking her damp hair down from its ribbon. A soft yawn leaves her as she opens her cabin door; letting her exhausted crew sleep where they are till the sun wakes them with its beautiful rays on the colorful dawn sky. Plopping on the soft bed of her bunk sleep soon takes her as its prisoner just like the sea threatened only moments ago. Worry melted from her face as she slept with not a care in the world.

A tall, burly man slowly opened the captains door as she slept, a soft smile crossed his facade as he sat beside her on the plush bed. Letting a huge hand gently card through her hair. Her soft snores and crackling fire filled the small chambers; the giant of a man content to just sit and watch her sleep. When rays start to peak through the dingy window the tiny captain stirs. Feeling the hand on her head she smiled through the daze of sleep and leaned into him happy her brother was there.

"Thought you went overboard shrimp," he chuckled.

"Not a chance, you oaf," The captain giggled softly and snuggled into him all remaining worry gone with a single person's smile.

It had been her and her brother for as long as she could remember, no matter how hard she tried she only saw glimpses of her once living parents. Her brother seemed to remember them fully, him and the crew. The pain resurfaced every now and again whenever she wished to show them what she's done or to show them how she's grown, but normally, it's just a small throb that pulls at the strings of her heart.

Pushing the thoughts to the back of her head she sits up and pushes silver hair out of her face. Her boots hit the floor with a soft thud as a small cloud of dirt rises from the old wooden floors. Sighing softly and looking up at her brother.

"We need to dock and clean the ship again."

"We do every month, my captain."

The last phrase said jokingly as the man stood up and walked to the door, his heavy steps shook the small room. He grips the knob firmly before opening the creaky door.

"Change, I'll get us on a path for shore,"

With a nod and a small shove the giant left and the captain dressed, the once white shirt now stained yellow hung off her small frame. Her skirt a better fit for it was made for her, unlike her mother's shirt. Braiding her long silver hair to keep it out of her face as she worked, relaceing her boots quickly before heading out to the main deck.

"Up! Up! Everybody up! Heading for shore! High Alert!" Her soft shout rang out like a birds call on the quiet deck.

As the crew started to rise, the morning hitting the sky like a bomb. The colors hit by a wave of blue as the sun rose higher and higher, clouds starting to dot the sky. The ship seemed to roar with life as they started to get things ready for docking. Not a body wasn't moving, even the captain pitched in. The crash of waves against the side of the boat, the rustling of rope, the hum of chatter all made up that day's morning, the song isn't soft like most people's morning but it was quiet for the ship. That was until a squabble broke out on the deck.