Heart Ship! The quest for forbidden love
I fall over the rail onto the deck tied the rope of the boat around the peg and walk over to the captains quarters all hunched over from pain to let me slip on to the bunk. This day has come to an end. No way I will be able to do anything like this. The gentle motion of the waves rock me to sleep. Her face imprinted in my mind. Taking away the pain. Peace at last. I will clean up tomorrow.
Hours past and dusk has embraced my ship. Waves rock the ship a little more and I can hear the rain falling. Drenching the wood and waking up the sea. Aches and pains want me to stay in my bed, but I need to get out there and secure that little boat or else I will have to be in a bigger port to see her.
I struggle and hobble outside. A gush of wind hits me in the face slapping me with the drops of rain. Squinting my eyes I seek for the rope along the rail and make sure it is secured tight. Waves growing, rocking my ship up and down, banging the little boat against the hull. I go up to the anchor chain and start pulling it up. My white shirt getting redder as the blood is being diluted. It takes me ages to raise the anchor as pain shoots through me with every push. But nothing will stop me to do what is right, Not even the gods can keep me from loving and wanting my enchanting princess.
A big wave slams into my bow and has me slide to the mast, that stops me in my track by not budging. I feel a rib break under the pressure and I scream in pain into the wind. It is getting darker and need to get my ship away from the banks, before I get stuck in the sand. Ropes are pulled through the hands as I let a sail down. Burning sensations cooled by rain I crawl soaked from rain, across the deck up the small steps to the steering wheel. With a swish I turn the rudder. Back on the helm I stand tall, no more pain, just being the captain and setting sail into the waves.
As I look over my shoulder I can see the land slowly disappearing and sigh with relief, This first time a small storm was my test, for me as captain on this new ship. I made it through and as soon as the wind and rain is dying down, I can feel the pain return from the day before. I survived, but I need to get stronger, be better and faster at fights and operating my ship. Maybe I can find me a local crew, or find me a place on land. I return to open sea to lay still and lick my wounds and take the rest needed. I retreat to my quarters and undo me of my clothes and take care f the wounds I endured, a couple of scratches and bruises and two cuts in the face
Calmer waters sooth my ship and me into a restful night. Full of thoughts on what to do next. How to protect her and me at the same time. It is week 2.
©Ranting Crow 2013
Another week and another entry to Heart Ship. Never would I have imagined, it would still be so hard after a year to write about her. Hope you enjoyed this new entry.