Sticks and Bones

Drifting along the quaint ocean is a small boat. The boat isn't exactly out of place for an odd reason it seems to blend in with the ocean and scenery around it. The boat is composed of a small deck and what seems to be a room or captains quarters. Stepping out of the room is a beautiful young woman. Something about her appearance can easily hypnotize any pirate who set their eyes upon her. She pulled her hair behind her hair and looked off onto the ocean waves. She sat and started getting lost in the beauty of the ocean. But in almost an instant the beauty was lost in a storm.

"Wow, what a way to ruin a calm ocean I thought I would get a break from the storms". She says as she takes over the helm attempting to steer her boat away from the raging storm stripping the beauty from the ocean. "Damn, what do I do now I'm in the middle of the ocean. Wait is that an island?" She looks off into the distance and sets her sights on an island. she thought that if she got to the island or close enough even if her ship was destroyed she would eventually wash up on the island as opposed to drowning. She steered her boat towards the island at great speeds it was apparent she knew exactly what she was doing. Though the basic boat wasn't fast enough and the waves crashed into her boat shattering it, though to her luck she was just off the shore of the island