Chapter 854 - Ghost Ships

The fierce sun beat upon the seemingly never-ending Southern continent sea, reflecting the light into a blinding patch of shine. The sea was calm, pulsing, and breathing rhythmically. In the calm sea, a brig sailed with the wind, patrolling the seas.  The ship squealed while the sails tightened and  leaped forward, away from a tiny island with a couple of coconut trees. The tame lapping of ripples against the hull rang out across the bay. As the sail with a skull painted on rose higher and higher, the glistening reflection blinded captain Fairbank, casting a dark shadow down the ship's upper deck.