With the ship having been an infiltrator to the sea, the merciless waves began to toss the vessel to and from port to starboard until all those aboard were aware that they were not welcome by Davy Jones or his lost souls. And yet, of those present upon the craft, Crow and Genevieve had been awake long before the storm had captivated the sea around them. Instead, the duo lied separately in hammocks placed within the hull, thinking of the presence they were allowed in once more. For Crow, he thought of how he wished nothing more than her forgiveness while Genevieve had desired the strength to not travel to him and remind herself of their lustful interest in each other. But having dreamed of his touch since they had parted, she could not help but become victim to the tempting nature of his cl
