The next day as Rushen guessed ocean was stormy. Its sky full of thick dark clouds, waves were strong and passing the ship to each other. Capitan was controlling the helm toughly till the evening that storm left as quick as it came. When the sky's fury conciliated then it was half cloudy and decent. Thin beams of lights shown the sunset, Anahid didn't like that situation and asked Rushen, "Are you sure about this ship being enough safe for the next storm?"
"The weirdest question that I heard till now, when you come to the ocean you must bear the hard situations. May there is no way to get back, but believe me, this ship is one of the most, it made by perfect lumbers, flexible and tenacious, we call it Red dragon, he breaks the waves, roaring and marching as fast as a dragon in Nan tales."
She didn't show much of an accent just pointed to the deck while shaking her head said, "what should we do with this water, ship got heavy, it's going to make our speed slower".
