As the waves rose to an explosive force, she smiled her satisfaction.  The unrelenting pounding was a warning to those who had dared to question her authority.  To declare her wicked and claim she was powerless, but now she would teach them otherwise.

They would cower as she reduced the cliff face their homes sat precariously upon to rubble, and she knew they would scarcely comprehend that they had brought this untimely end upon themselves.

They would learn that you couldn’t tame the sea.

She began to sing, her lilting voice freeing her spirit, as she continued her unrelenting assault. 

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