It's a rainy day. Lightning streaks through the sky, thunder claps, rain patters in your ears, and your hands subconsciously tighten around the blanket they're clasping. The book you're reading reaches its climax as the crackling fire sounds beside you; the dim lighting of the storm outside dances through your living room as you reach for your warm mug of coffee, the bitter tinge making you smile. 

They're going to make it. They always do. Rain or fire, sun or hail, your ship always makes it through. 

Always.

Here is a place where our ships, live or die, always make it through - even if only in our hearts and words. 

So bring a blanket, grab a cup of your warm choice of beverage, and get ready to read about all the ships you'll never forget. You get to your rainy day reading and I'll be right beside you with my rainy day writing❤️

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