Until the day break and the shadows flee,
thy sailors do not see the moving brine that threatens to end their destiny,
And this was only the mere start of your oddessey,
but Charybdis shall shed no tears for thee,
The swirling waters come to greet,
The small waves engulf the ship's fleet,
They enter the dark whirlpool of Charbydis, she who controls the brine,
She ensnared their souls in a miniscule amount of time,
For she had trapped their souls,
She had ruined their treasures, she had destroyed their prized gold,
she had devoured their hulls and their crow's nest,
she had proven that nature's disasters never did rest,
The seccond ship avoided her, knowing what she was capable of and knowing what lurked inside,
But her even more aggressive counterpart Scylla was awaiting them on the other side.
Poem by Me, Allison C. Boissoneau
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