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The seas heaved up their great belly tossing the fragile shell of wood in wild tumultuous movements. The storm thrashed the sides of the ship its crew frantically clinging on, hoping that they might succeed in riding out the storm. The waves had other ideas and continued to toss it about like a toy, playing with the lives on those on board. The crack of wood as another wave slapped with great force upon its side pushing through the sides filling the hull of the ship with its salty tears. As the waves pounded on the sinking ship the hull finally gave in to the strain, its sides heaving inwards as the wood splintered in half. Down into the depths of the watery grave its crew was plunged, and no more was to be seen of them.
Upon the rocks and shoreline, driftwood was lunged onto solid ground, scattering smashed planks of oak over the sand and rocks splintering it further more. The odd beachcomber would come and collect it for firewood, and the ship had finally reached dry land again.

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Striking through the seas like a torpedo the hunking great big lump of metal heaved its heavy self upon the waves as the seas picked up strength determined to meet the tankers force. As the rain poured down beating and clanging on metal decks the crew were tucked up below, the navigator sealed up nice and safe, only to later find shards of glass flying towards him as a wave thrashed over the steep heights to slam into the navigation deck. The ship teetered off control, and as the seas began to determine its course instead of some chunk of metal above in space, the tanker was tossed towards the icy rocks. The crash as it was thrown onto the ice, the grate of metal ripping and the sea pushed through the sides filling the hull of the tanker with its salty tears. The waves soon brought it down careering towards the bottom of the oceans depths as the crew struggled to signal their watery fate to no avail.
Upon the rocks and shoreline, the thick luggs of oil coated the shoreline in its inky black form. Scampering over the beach, lines of people desperately tried to collect it up before any more of it could be returned to dry land once more.