As you found that little Island Just a white spot in the sea It brought some kind of hope to you your friends their families All the castaways in their lifeboats could walk the sunset at night after ages in their hideouts giving homage to the light
and you started up a life there built what was needed from what was found not the best but still all good enough somewhere to live on solid ground but life was never perfect that's something one could confess people searching for new possibilities some want more and others less
There were quarrels and discussions while people fought to get their rights and it stole the whole attention from the sea that special night it just started with a shiver that slowly grew up to a roar all the sea was filled with acid and it surged upon the shore