Afraid of the water the feline never left the ship, even when in dock.
both the ship and the feline where female, like the mysterious sea.
unpredictable to the men who tried to conquer them.
they had tattoos, candles, piercings, chants and rituals
used to subdue there wrath.
yet they knew one thing. the predictability of change.
and the acclimation of survival.
hoist the mast my friends.
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