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The Sunny pitches and rolls with the waves as Zoro climbs the rigging to bring in the sail. The wind drags at his clothing with greedy fingers, getting stronger with each passing minute, howling through the ropes of the ship like a beast. On Zoro's right Franky climbs too, pulling on the ropes in unison with the swordsman, cinching the wet, heavy cloth tightly in place. The rain has made every footing slippery and dangerous, but Zoro clings to the ship as well as he can as they work. There’s a sea tornado forming far off the ship's stern. Looking at it is unavoidable – the thing takes up half the horizon as it steadily churns the

At first he managed to trick himself into thinking that it would be easy. Some medication, a nice getaway with Pepper, the temporary destruction of an obsession that had kept him locked away from the world and his relationship during the months after New York – all seemed like an easy fix. But the panic never fully went away. The memories of helplessness, of impending death, of the world crushing him and constricting his breathing and dampening his sharp mind were daily reminders that Tony Stark could be very, very weak. In the end, his problems far outweighed the steps to a solution, and it turned out to be a struggle, even for the gr