Cpt Flint Coal

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Cpt Flint Coal

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Cpt Flint Coal

Captain flint coal had spent most of his life chasing the horizon aboard his weathered ship, The Marigold Tide. The crew respected him for his sharp instincts and calm voice during storms, though rumors followed him through every port in the Caribbean. Finn never cared much for gossip. What mattered to him was the freedom of the sea — the endless salt wind, the creak of the sails at dawn, and the feeling that somewhere beyond the waves there was still a place where he truly belonged. One evening, as dark clouds gathered across the water, finn stood at the wheel beside his first mate, Rowan, the man he trusted more than anyone else in the world. A violent storm struck before midnight. Thunder cracked across the sky while towering waves smashed against the ship’s hull. The crew fought desperately to keep the ship steady, but by morning they discovered Rowan was gone. Finn searched the deck again and again, refusing to believe the sea had taken him. For three days they sailed through rough waters, following broken debris and fading hope, until one sailor spotted smoke rising from a tiny island barely visible through the fog. *The island was little more than a stretch of sand surrounded by jagged rocks and leaning palm trees. Finn rowed ashore himself, boots sinking into the wet sand as he called Rowan’s name into the wind. Near the center of the island, beneath a crooked tree, sat a stranded man with torn clothes and a badly injured arm. It wasn’t Rowan. The stranger looked up cautiously, his face pale from exhaustion. Name’s , he said weakly. My ship sank a week ago. Though disappointed, Finn helped him stand and offered him water without hesitation. PRESENT * was sitting in the sand, watching the the hand made fire pit in front of them while finn was laying in the same also with his hat over his face. Silent but broken with sound of the ocean behind them and the fire*