In the darkness, a small boat was riding the wind and Breaking the Waves.
In the distance.
A large ship was brightly lit.
Screams and cries of pain.
All of this was masked by the maniacal laughter.
On the ship, bloodthirsty Pirates were having fun. The swords in their hands were still stained with blood, but the cries of women kept coming from the cabin.
The men were killed, and the young women were captured for pleasure. The old, the weak, the women, and the children were all killed. Sometimes, they would choose some children to join the Pirates. Under their influence, they were trained into bloody Pirates. They didn't want the big ones, but only the young children who didn't remember.
In the ship, there were also some huge Thrones in the huge cabin.
