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Alex

The waves around Alex's boat grew larger and the ever constant rise and fall of the boat becamealmost unbearable. In the last ten years he had sailed the seas, Alex had never experienced a storm on the magnitude of the one he was currently sailing through. Some small mackerel washed onto the boat and flopped around, hoping for another wave to sweep them home. 'At least that's lunch for tommorow,' Alex smiled grimly, but his moment of grim satisfaction quickly ended when he saw the cliffs of Canyon Isle rising up above him.

The boat made a distinct crack as it crashed into the rocks of the Isle and Alex was almost thrown overboard by the force of the collision. Though there was a large hole in the boat caused by the rcoks, only a small compartment of the boat was flooded, meaning the boat wouldn not sink unless it's hull was damaged further. There was nothing Alex could do to determine what was to happen to him or the boat, so he found a piece of wood and held onto it, praying that he would survive the storm.