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The Maiden Voyage

The blackened sky, chilled with arctic mist is dotted with tiny shimmering lights. Each with a story; Each with a tale of its own. They watch over those that look to them for hope and direction. They shine brightly and smile upon a maiden voyage. The vessel proudly strides forth to prove its worth. Built with care and detailed with excellent craftsmanship, its honorable design defines prestige. It’s elegance gleams in the moonlight; Untouched by all.

The water caresses the bow as it silently moves past. The sea is sealed with a slab of frosted glass. It reflects the eloquent night sky gleaming above. The watery mirror masks the merciless depths that lie just below the surface. What dwells beneath lurking below is mysteriously overlooked.

A calm wind encourages her to push forward. Her heavy body is resistant, as she proceeds at a perpetual rate. Utter silence sends a chill among her veins. It penetrates deep within and draws forth the most secret passions. A whisper warns of deceit. But it goes unnoticed due to the low mutter of the engine’s fiery perseverance.

The rapid passing of the water proves the journey’s progress. But the unchanged sky inhibits the acceptance of time passed. As if on the edge of a storm’s fury there is a strong sigh before the ensuing rage. A lone cloud soils the clear night. Lost in confusion among stars shining so intensely. It travels across the sky in a blind search for a disillusioned dream. Instead it creates a distraction leads to misfortune.

An unforeseen protrusion abruptly halts the vessel’s progression. The surface of the burden is smooth and solid, providing no cushioned ramification. The icy fiend towers high above and seems to defiantly lean into the fragile craft. With such a substantial mass, It’s hard to understand the reason behind its undetectable nature. From where does it make birth?

But then it is clear that it has always been amongst the sea of agony. It has always stood upright along the steady path of triumph. Naïve thoughts ignored the possibility of defeat. Now that the frozen claws have pierced her magnificence, the surrounding water has been disturbed. It invades the inner warmth with a deafening cold. The intruding liquid steals away the glory of the vessel, as it becomes subjected to the anguish beyond the mirrored façade. Painted brilliance and time well spent Vanish beneath the infiltration. The battered ruin sparkles with tiny flakes of fatality.

The heart looks to the sky And the twinkling stars that grin down without remorse. The saturated nightmare awakens the mind in a panic A desperate stretch to survive, but no satisfaction is granted. For in the vessel’s condition, Progress can never resume on the path it had been set upon.

All is lost. And all memory will be abandoned.

The weight of the structure pulls it further into the deep. Until it peacefully lay on the earthen floor, to rest for an eternity…unwanted and never forgotten by those who were there to behold. With it lie the hopes and dreams left behind by those who have crossed this path before. Everything that had been known has been stolen in one final plunge. Only time will wear its sorrow and scaly companions will witness its demise.

The glassy surface of the sea reflects the starlight back into the night. While the remnants of beauty are imprisoned by the inescapable crypt below.

An Original Work By Jessica Newman Copyright January 2006

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