The ship of the lost

Dear Diary,
I have not seen it in a while, I almost forgot how it looks like...DEATH. We were in the Western Desolation for some time, but for some reason, it seems more real now than before...I shouldn't have let my guard down, I was careless.
The ship has changed, not even the noisiest of us, Drenizek, doesn't make a sound anymore.
It all started two days before. We woke up and immediately went to the deck, where Xebec was waiting for us. It seems that during the night, the wind blew in a weird direction and instead of going in front, we came back for a bit. Of course, everyone got a upset but it wasn't something we couldn't solve. We were stuck in an old underwater destroyed ship.
 
Nixie offered to sink in the black salted water and move the sand. I thank you, The Almighty, for making me stop her. Bart and Xebec made a plan to get us out of there, but we needed people to go down and push the ship. We needed the strongest men to go and do the job. So our big muscle men went down into the water, in front with Vadrek. I don't know why I didn't go too. I should have been there to help them. Why did i stay on the deck, what was in my mind? Suddenly we heard Vadrek scream "Purple Eyes". The smart boy saved us from a very horrible death.
 
In no time, we noticed that the ship was surrounded by deadly no life-no death people with purple eyes. We had a few moments to prepare but we were all in great danger. We divided on teams to protect the ship. I don't know much about the others did. All I can remember is that one second I was near Eve and Bart, and on the another, the no life-no death people appeared in between us. I tried to hurry up and kill as many as possible. I was very worried for my friends. But the no life-no death people kept coming. There were so many... I remembered of the days when I used to fight in the war. Only this time, it felt very different. These creatures had no skin or soul and yet they seem to have suffered more than us. What a bad fate to have. I felt nothing killing those no life-no death people, I was only happy to stop them.
 
At some point, the ship started moving, and we were slowly going away. But the people on the water were not doing well. Vadrek and his brother, Brunek, helped those men a lot, even if they could have costed them their life. Thanks to them, we moved the ship and the rest of the water man came up.
 
The battle was done, but now it was the worst part. We lost 10 men. 10 men that came with us in this suicidal mission and fought the Western Desolation for weeks. Most of them were among the water man. The Goznian brothers lost all their friends. Lafku' and the Fastodans lost 4 , and Alomir lost another 3 of their best men. They all fell fighting to protect us from a real bum bum. Most of the bodies were lost at sea, but for those on the boat, we had to properly say goodbye. We wanted to burn all of them but the Fastodans refused to do that for their own lost friends. They think burning in fire is only for the enemies. So we suggested that the Fastodans to be buried like sailors, in the waters claimed their life.
 
During the war, I remember someone told me that the highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude. During the ceremonies, I thanked them in my thoughts. I thanked them for saving us, for trusting us, and many more. I could have saved some of them if I was there in the water, but it's too late to regret it now. We have to move on, we have to survive and honor the sacrifices of the people who trusted us. There is one thing that bothers me...did our friends became one of the no life-no death people? I feel sad thinking about that....about all of the people who had the same fate. These Liches or however they're called, are just merciless monsters. I hate them all. I think one of them woke up and is following us now.
 
I know how difficult must have been for the crew and its captain. You could sense it in the air, after the ceremonies. For their sake, we had to make them move on. We tried to talk with them and tell them that we are alive and we have to keep going, and that we shouldn't lose ourselves now, or we will never leave the Western Desolation. When we were done, we heard a voice saying "How long are you going to cry like little girls?". When the crew heard Xebec saying that, they stood up and started doing their jobs. I wonder if he listened to what we said and if it helped him feel a bit more motivated as well. He won't admit it but he must have not felt good either. Just because he came with us "expecting some of them to die" it doesn't make it easier to lose your friends, not even for a captain.
 
Dear Diary, these days I am missing the time in the mountains with Nixie. But I feel more motivated than I was until now because in this world of death, we are the only light left. We have to keep going, and bring the Black Sylph home. For her sake and the sake of this world.
 
May the Amighty protect our lost friends and help us in the journey.