I met a friend of TV who hosts 55 Friday on her blog, The Wordy Bitch, so I gave it a whirl. I am not creative enough in that short a span, but here it is:
The night was dark and stormy. The Tempest was being tossed and turned by its namesake; the Captain felt ill in his cabin. He strode onto the quarter deck from the dark recesses of his cabin. “Pull in that halyard, Mr. Christian. “ With that the ship turned and sailed calmly, he felt better.