The Pirate Women

Once upon a time, there sailed a ship crewed only by women. Born from the bosom of the waves, raised by the burning sea, they yearned only for the horizon. Never aided by a plan for present or future, they lived by the day, taking what they pleased, allowing only the wind in their sails to tell them where to go. The Pirate Women fought, pillaged, and burned with all the ferocity of any man, and more. They called the waters their kingdom, and left the petty power struggles of the dull dry land to the man.
Aboard their ship, there was one uncontested leader, captain of the Pirate Women, Queen of the seas. It was said she was once wed to Neptune himself, god of the seas. That he was very much in love, and gave his queen the powers to control the oceans themselves. However, the captain, unwilling to share the seas, struck down Neptune, and with pieces of his trident, the source of his power, built a ship in which to survey her now vast kingdom.
As man became bored with their limited and ugly lands, they attempted to strech their rule into the sea as well. Unfortanately, over time man proved to be too numerous for the one ship of pirate women. The overwhelming wave of greed, corruption, and vulgarity was not one that Poseidon had taught the Captain to control. And like all things with the onset of time and the dependability of man's desire for more power, the women fell. Returned to the ocean, forever to be a part of the greater of the two kingdoms. Sleeping forever in the depths of their great territory.