13. Thunder…

13.

Thunder crashed; lightning flashed. Huge gusts of winds ripped across the waves, tossing the little boat this way and that. Rain came slamming down, turning the wooden deck of the boat into a wet, soggy soup. The poet and the mathematician worked together as fast as they could to pull down the sails, slipping and sliding their way across the deck, but they weren't quite fast enough. The wind caught the last sail just before they pulled it down, yanked at it hard, and turned their little boat right over, spilling them both into the cold dark sea.

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