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(First part of original story Β here)She had looked at the storm.
And rejoiced.
She knew this was wrong.
To wish death and destruction on an otherwise innocent ship.
And for an entire crew of unexpecting sailors to perish at sea.
She knew that...
But she also knew what else was on that ship.
As soon as she had gotten the broom sent to her, she knew.
All too well.
And as far as she was concerned, that infernal ship could stay out here.
Fight that storm eternally.
That would be better.
That second wave plague ship.
Was it the second wave?
It felt more like the the 38th.
This was the first time in centuries she could remember having to use the broom though.
And not her usual rake.
So yes.
She had sincerely hoped for that ship to sink.
She really had.
She had hoped for the ship to sink, along with its plague.
She had hoped for the ship and the plague to end up at the bottom of the sea, and for her not to have to spread this even more deadly plague variant.
For her not to have to do her job of spreading that crap.
Was it really so wrong to wish not to?
But no.
The ship would probably conquer the waves.
Reach land.
She would have to bloody her hands even further.
