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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Fellowship (among believers) (10/11/07)

TITLE: Ship of Fellows
By Deborah Caruso


“Tis folly to board the ship of fools! Beware lest the monster take thee down to the depths. Turn from thy wayward deeds before it’s too late. Only by the grace of God have ye been spared, seeing ye are bent on sailing with such lewd fellows!” Would be prudent if ye entreat thy Maker before launching off with the likes of them. Perhaps He will shew thee mercy, and save thee from some perilous plight.” Mortimer yelled to his cousin.

“Refrain from thy nagging. Ye weary me with all that religious chatter. Faysal answers only to Faysal! Never should ye think that I’d be caught dead in the Adley for that many days, knowing that she’s manned with dull mates. They don’t believe in drink, nor jesting; they are too tame for me. Nay, the Amos is the ship Faysal was born to sail. We can do as we please; eat, drink and be merry!” He shouted back.

“Ye may eat, drink and be merry, but beware lest ye die in a drunken state! Though ye desire not to pray, I shall beseech thy Maker for thee. I pray He lead thee back safely, despite the company ye keep!” Mortimer cried out as the two ships headed out to sea.

Mortimer never ran with sea rebels. He favored kindred spirits; men that loved God and their fellowman as he. He knew this kind would be drawn to Captain Theo, because he was a righteous man. This Captain ran a tight ship, and never lost a man to the sea, and his crew always returned with a mighty haul of fish. The Adler carried gentlemen that looked out for one another and followed orders. There was no fear of mutiny aboard this trusty vessel.

Mortimer was heartsick that Faysal had sailed off with such a mutinous bunch. Though he was not as corrupt, Faysal didn’t care for order, nor did he take much to rules either. Now, he was under the influence of Captain Cecil, a pirate known for his disregard for all that is decent and good. He attracted the vilest of men; those given to drunkenness, thievery and even murder. Anyone that encountered them at sea were subject to jeopardy.

It was in the wee hours of the night that Mortimer was awakened by a fellow mate, “Mortimer, the captain desires to see thee.”

As Mortimer entered the Captain’s cabin he asked, “Ye called for me, sir?"

“Sit down. It grieves me to tell thee that the Amos most certainly has perished this night, and all aboard her. Another ship has informed me that they witnessed Captain Cecil, that rogue, lead his crew into the forbidden waters last night.”

“Is it true that no man has ever returned from the those dark waters, and from the deadly sea beast within? Mortimer cried.

“No man.” Replied the Captain.

Mortimer thought back to what he said about the sea monster before they sailed off and asked, “Why wouldn’t Faysal ever listen to me? I tried to warn him.”

“Ye gave him fair warning; that cousin of yours had a defiant spirit.” Answered the captain.

When they arrived to port at the break of day Mortimer was astonished, but overjoyed to see Faysal waiting for him. He ran to him and cried. “I thought you were dead!”

“I thought I was dead too, cousin! The moon and stars departed the sky; and it was an ominously black night. Terror took hold of mine heart as that wretched beast pulled us all down into the dark waters with its giant tentacles. As we descended down, I had given up all hope of being saved, then I looked up and saw the light, on the surface above me. Somehow I managed to free myself and I swam towards the light. A ship was waiting there for me. God granted me another chance.

”Indeed, He has, since thou art the only man to come out of there alive. You do look dreadful though, but thou art alive, Praise be to God!” Mortimer said hugging his cousin.

“Praise be to God! Do ye think Captain Theo has room for one more mate aboard the Adler?” Faysal asked.

“There is always room in Captain Theo’s ship for thee.” Answered. Mortimer.

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Jan Ackerson 10/18/07
A pirate allegory! What fun! Fans of this genre will love this one.

There are some punctuation and capitalization problems with your last sentence.

The dialect must have been fun to write!
LauraLee Shaw10/20/07
This was a really fun read!
Donna Powers 10/21/07
This was a very cool way to portray this tale! The allegory was plain and the story was very enjoyable. Excellent work!