No Title Story!

“No Title Story” Is a story I just had to write down as the other stories sort of got hung up. I am still sure as where I want to go,but the inspiration is missing a little. So by writing this I hope to regain some back and return quickly to the other stories. Hope you still enjoy the reading. Let me know what you think. Please any comment is welcome.

No Title Story

I am hoping to reach some land soon. The little power boat I borrowed earlier is being rocked back and forth by the large foaming waves in this dead of night. No stars or moon thanks to the clouds that let go buckets full of water. The small wipers can’t even keep up with the amount of water falling from the heavens and the spray of the waves that break apart against the bough. Hell is not hot and filled with flames, I am sure I landed right in the middle of it. 

‘God how was I to know it would come to this.’ 

With all my might I hang on to the small steering wheel and keep this vessel afloat the best I can. My head hung over against the window,  the prayers run though my head, barely having the strength to hold on, I hunch further over. Eyes squinted to try and look through the abundance of drops.  

‘Nothing to see, just try and keep it together and straight.’ 

The sensation of numbness in my left arm that hangs lifeless by my side, started to create a small pool of blood beneath my feet.  

A waves slams against the side of the boat almost pushing me over. My foot slips over the wet surface of the floor and have me fall down. I could remember my back hitting the wall and my vision of the world got smaller to the point is was just black. 

… 

The moment I cam through I saw a blurred image of a face. With a gentle feminine voice she spoke to me. You could hear a tremble and snickering as she held a hand of mine. 

“Are you okay sir? Was it is okay for me to come on top? I hope you don’t mind? I am terribly sorry if I wasn’t suppose to. I did stop the bleeding?” 

Slowly the vision was clearing and run down face looked straight into my eyes. A beautiful golden brown whiskey eyes, with run down mascara across her cheeks from all her tears. Lips curled up in  a smile if only a very little smile.  

“You are Gabriela right? Sorry. I lost consciousness. Ouch, that hurts.” 

-“No need to move, it is okay, the sea calmed down. And yes I am Gabriela. Thank you for getting me of that island. I do not know how to repays you” 

I look at my left arm and see a bandage wrapped around it, stained with blood. 

“What did you do, and how… Ooh god” My head rolled around and the lightness had me almost black out again. 

-“Just take it easy sir, Just for a minute. I do not know if I should mention this but the engine has stopped as well and…”  

Tears started running from her eyes behind her hands. With a soft touch I lean on her arm and pull one down. “You are right. It is okay, We will be okay somehow. You done a good job on the arm to stop the bleeding. Ad for what it is worth I am scared to…” 

Heart Ship! Log Entry 2

Heart ship! The quest for forbidden love.

It is the first day at sea and it is a calm night with some clouds giving the sky another shade of blue, hiding a star or two. They can never seem to cover up the moon, its silver sheen always showing with that casted shadow eating away a chunk of his face.
I stand at the helm steering my ship southwest having the wind almost in the back makes for a fast pace. Thoughts enter my mind of the prior year.

A year where I met her that one time and just started talking over a nice brew. We hit it of straight away, laughing and joking to the point we even shed tears and having belly aches. And no it wasn’t the meatballs or to much brew. She was good looking. A blond who knew how to show of her assets. Curvy and full of humor. Her smile was enchanting, casting its own spell over me every time she smiled. I was hung up on her lips when she spoke with that Welsh accent. Her baby blue eyes reminded me of my times at the bluest of beaches with the whites of sand just like her silky pale skin. Like magic those eyes would take you into their abyss and embrace you in dreams unknown.

Full moon rising – George Grie

So did I and with all that we parted our ways promising to keep in touch. Well every day we had a pigeon fly over holding a letter of the day. More and more we started exchanging our inner most secrets. After months I could not withhold myself anymore. I had to tell her. I wanted to give her my heart. I knew it was the right thing to do.
So I wrote her how I felt, but I heard nothing back. Weeks went by without a word. Now this sea worthy man had weak knees walking on land. The weirdest feeling I ever had.

But here I stand now a year later on a well build ship on my way to a new future. A quest for forbidden love, so I should not hang on to the past to much. It was all good. And yes I am nervous just like that time she waited with her answer. My knees wobble a little but I quickly recover. Onward we go. I ring the large brass bell.

The days and nights are long and I just cannot sleep. All I can think of is her, my sweetheart and her rosy cheeks and soft kissable lips. To hug her after such a long time. The tides are calm and the waves make the ship rock with gentle ease. Steering my ship west. than I have to follow the coast towards the disappearing sun. The creaks of the ship on shallow waves are like music in my ears. Almost there I can feel it in my bones.

It takes a couple of days to cross the sea and go for anchor. Slipping in a small rowing boat I set of working a sweat to get to a small beach. No palms and no trees, just sand and small pebbles laying around. I jump out the little boat and pull it onto shore. So this is what they call Wales. I heard of it being treated as the back yard of England, just what should one think about that. But here is where my sweetheart resides. Here on this beach am I to meet her once again. Being able to taste her sweet lips and hold her sexy body firmly in my arms. Eyes looking left and right to see if and where this creature is held up, the one to welcome me here. She to was looking forward to see and be with her Captain Greeneyes.

©Ranting Crow 2013

Another log entry for the true story written in fiction, I hope you enjoyed the read. Any comments or thoughts are welcome.

Best wishes
Ranting Crow

Heart ship! Log Entry 1

This will be my project for today and the upcoming Saturdays. A true story written in fiction, consisting of multiple parts. So please feel free to read and comment to your hearts content.

Heart ship. The quest for forbidden love.

As Captain I have set sail before. Last time it was on a ship called the ‘Yellow Rose’ A mighty ship that looked unsinkable. But little did I know of what the future held for me. It is safe in the harbour, no doubt about that, and some might say I was better of to stay. But as a Captain you follow your heart and dreams like a true adventurer.
The ‘Yellow Rose’ was build on a sturdy base, with little cracks here and there but nothing major, it was fixed with ease. The hull was wide and spacious, giving enough room to wonder around and easy to find a place if you wanted to be left alone. The mast stood proud in the middle of the deck with its root in the base. Able to hold the three sails to make a speedy get together. Yes it was a ship to be proud of and to sail forever with, around the world across the seven seas. On the bow a beautiful creature with long blond hair and curves that would make the waves of an ocean jealous. And in her hands she held a Celtic cross and a yellow rose, which is the reason for the name of this ship.

 To be Captain of a ship like this made me a proud man, walking with his chest forward and chin up. Nothing that could harm me, I was superman. I was to set sail alone, this mighty ship, making it my home for the travels and adventures I was about to embark on. So I stocked up all that was needed, pride, love, honor, honesty and strength for the journey I was about to start, taking aim at the future.
Still unaware of what laid ahead I left the harbour with smiles and a waving hand, leaving behind family and friends to seek my happiness on the other side of this sea. Yes all this I did for a woman. The gentleman in me a hopeless honest romantic, the beast nothing more than a locked up animal, the knight always serving the woman in need.  A professor with a smart mind to help make choices. And the Captain a Dominant who knows the ropes and steers with confidence.

Onward into the vastly wide open ocean ahead we sail with the waves being calm and the stars in an open sky with a silver glowing moon for our first day. I give the ship a kiss and ask for a smooth and safe journey. It might be the last time we ever be on the open water struggling with questions if we are going to make it. It feels good and real. The anticipation making my heart run wild as my trusty ship hits the open waters leaving a safe harbour behind and all of my belongings together with my trusty companion Milo my English Bulldog. It is the start of a new life, a journey of the heart.

Please join me next week, on another part of this journey.

©Ranting Crow 2013

Best wishes have a wonderful weekend.
Ranting Crow