The journey

September 17, 2012
The waves speak to me. I've been riding this sea for over fifty years, as if I've been rotting. The things I've seen are not normally what you see, beautiful bodacious beloved skies. I look back on my first day; I was small and inexperienced, causing the crew a lot of damage. I fought in a lake, I fought in a river, I fought in an ocean, but it got even more difficult. I have one regret and that is not fighting like a pack of wolves to save my men. I have one goal an that's to win a battle. Boom! First fast furious fire from the enemy, yelling at the others to fire. Big brave bold is what I represent, I show the opulent whose boss as I'm a giant, but I am simply a Viking ships head.

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