What seem like day’s floating in the ocean, I felt like I was not even there.

Stunned at the fact that I was the only survior of a fleet of men sailing towards borgaria, I found my self on an unknown Island.

Nothing was more powerful then the realization that I had lived through the worst storm ever to hit earth in all ages.

I sat there for what seem like hours stairing at the only thing that made my life worth living my families watered logged photo tucked inside my boot.

The tears were the first to come, and then shock at the fact that I am completly lost and without means of finding help.

I cried endless tears knowing that my fellow shipman are resting in a water grave.

Why me as I pondered the fact that I was spared for some spiritual reason.

Over anguished and feeling somewhat greif stricken.

I knew that I had to make way for what the days would bring me.

Night was comming and shelter was needed.

I got up out of the sand and I looked around, unceratin where to begin….