A bolt of lightning crackled through the sky, followed by the thunder seaming to crack the air.
*RUMBLE*
Heavy rain fell down from the dark sky. The boat slowed down and was still advancing in the endless sea.
Under the night sky, the boat looked as if it was a small piece of a leaf floating on the intense waves in desolation.
Angele stayed in his cabin and walked to the window. He stared at the surface of the sea through the heavy downpour. Raindrops were hitting the deck, sounding as if they were about to crack the boat open.
*Crackle*
Another bolt of lightning rushed through the sky, brightening up the cabin for a second.
The flame on the candle was dancing, as the waves struck against the boat again. Wax was slowly dripping down the silver candle stand, and it created a small pool on the brown wooden desk.
Isabel sat beside the desk, carefully taking the silver dust out of a black leather pouch and sprinkling them onto the surface.