The ancient black pirate ship cuts through the raging ocean like a specter of vengeance, its tattered sails straining against the howling wind. Torrents of icy rain slash sideways, turning the deck into a glistening, treacherous expanse. The ship's obsidian hull, weathered by centuries of plunder and cursed voyages, gleams under the occasional flash of lightning, revealing grotesque carvings of sea monsters and forgotten gods. Crewmen scramble across the slippery planks, their shouts swallowed by the thunder. Cannons, half-submerged in frothing seawater, lie dormant but readyâtheir iron mouths hungry for battle. The captain, a shadowy figure clad in a dripping longcoat, stands defiant at the helm, eyes locked on the horizon where the storm and sea merge into an abyss.
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