„Wir müssen einfach weiter dagegen ankämpfen! Der Sturm sollte bald vorüber sein!” Hände verkeilten sich in das Schiff, verzweifelt nach jeder Chance greifend, in Holz so voll gesogen von Meerwasser und Angst.
It was over. Concluded, achieved. His dream had become true, and it was hard to believe. Even for him, he was still searching for the mistake in this perfect set-up, this couldn’t be over so easily, could it? The shitty swordsman wore no severe injuries,
