Journal By Konungr Magnihild/ Year 1283 day 1 of voyage Page 1. As I sailed across the sea to find a new home land. Its started to rain, the winds picked up to what felt like my Large Dragon ship was going to tip over. I jump from the wheel of my ship yelling for the men to fold the sails. Magnus, my right hand man flew to the helm. Yanking and tugging on the lines to pull the sails up, But nothing. Help!! he cried out. The cannons failed!. Breaking the ropes that bind them!. Crashing into the sides of the ship!. Killing several of the men, shooting there bodies over bored. I ran to help Magnus!, Grabbing the ropes and pulling so hard my hands started to bleed. A cannon broke free from the side of the ship crashing into my right side. With all my might, Screaming for Thor to give me strength! He must have had a deal of anger build up from my bad deeds done in my life. As he Sends down a huge lighting bolt! Crashing into my sails, as the mass falls from the heavens landing on my dear brother in arms. Magnus, I scream out. "Why Oh Lord Odin, What have I done to deserve this!" The last cannon brakes free from its ropes hitting me in the back. Shooting me to the hard wood terrain of my ship. As i lay there looking over into Magnus's eyes as i see his soul was lifting from his body. The Light of the moon gets dimer and dimer as i slip away into a slumber. Year 1283 day 4 of voyage As I wake from my sleep, tasting the salt from the fresh sea and sand in my ears, nose, and mouth. I stand, whipping my face. Asking myself was it all just a dream? Looking back into the sea. My ship in the distance wrecked, and half way under water. I fall to my knees and pray to Odin, " Help me dear Odin take the pain from my heart and push me forward." As i lift my head, squinting my eyes from the glare of the sun beaming down. A shadowy figure in the sun. It gets closer and closer til suddenly.------------------ To Be Continued...
