Holding the railings of the ships, Cressida stood straight, her legs wobbling by the movements caused by the waves. Stooping forward she looked down at the ocean crashing against the ship, water droplets splashed on her face. Raising her head she viewed the bright sky, the sun was hidden behind the clouds, warm golden rays peeking out, glinting and hiding by the moving clouds. The cold wind creasing her face while freezing her nose at the same time. Taking a deep breath, she tastes the sea in the wind, letting the breeze hit her face. The coldness in the air tickled her ears.