I woke up to the swaying of the sea. I opened my eye and gazed longingly into the heart of the night sky, just wishing she was here with me. The fresh sea air felt cool against my fevered skin. I rolled over, wrapping the old fishing nets around me, wishing more then anything that they were her arms. I was caught up in my own regrets as I closed my eyes and cried myself to sleep, remembering what had happened.
I awoke some time later, still drifting here alone. I rolled onto my back and looked up into the black sky. I thought that i must have slept through the day, but there were no clouds and certainly no moon. I tried to sit up but I was to tangled in the nets to even move my arms. I thought again about the love I had lost and the family I left behind and fresh tears welled up in my eyes. The sea became rougher as I kept weeping. As water came on board I struggled with the nets that were binding me. When I was free of the nets I stood up, supporting myself on the single mast of my small boat and stared at both the water and the sky. The sky was dark and empty as if the world had been swallowed by darkness. The sea was harsh and blue, hitting against the side of my boat with great strength, more and more water creeping on board with each passing second. A massive wave struck the boat, tossing me overboard. I reached out for my boat, trying to get out of the water but it was drifting away from me. I was crying, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the water. Everything, even life itself had become anathema to me, nothing could change that. All of a sudden the sky opened up and I realised that there was no wind. If there was no wind then how come the sea was so rough? I was scared, alone and soaking to my skin, waiting for it all to end. I closed my eyes and let the undertow pull me down into it's cold and infinite indigo jaws.
It took me a while to realise I wasn't dead. The sea was calm and I was in my boat. The sky was still black, except now there was a giant blue, star shaped... thing in the sky. I don't even know what it was but it was controlling everything.
Water from the sea was swirling around and towards it's core, defying gravity. Out of nowhere I heard a voice screaming to the heavens, "God, what have we done wrong?" I sat up and listened closely. I heard a song from somewhere below begin. It started slowly but got faster and faster as the blue star gained more water. I looked over and saw a man. I recognised him from somewhere. I think his name was Rene. Rene Descartes. His head was low and his lips were moving but I couldn't hear him. He became transparent as he lifted his head to look at me. His eyes were wet with tears and filled with sorrow. I could hear him now, as he stared at me. "Oh how could I have been so, so wrong?" He asked me. His voice faded again and I couldn't hear anymore. Finally, his lips stopped moving and I saw why he was so sad. He slowly disintegrated into what looked like water and I realised that it was a soul. They were souls in the sky, not water. I looked up again and realised that this was the end. Now there was a fierce wind, ripping at the water, causing chaos in the wake of the end. I listened closely at the deadly song that was being sung. The voices were those of women. Sirens, luring sailors to their death. I smiled, tears still forming in my eyes. I wasn't crying because this was the end. I was crying because, in life, i had a chance to love, even if that's all gone now, it would soon be with me again. I stood up and felt the raging gale hit me. I leaned against the mast, scared, yet strangely happy that the end is finally here. I bent over and, with fear and reverence, raised my ragged sails, letting the wind take me where it wished, as long as I was sailing, I was happy. I sat down and looked at my hands. They were flying away into the sky like drops of water. There were more and more drops, no, they looked like tears. Happy tears. There were more as my arms dissolved, then my legs. It was travelling up my body now. I looked up, seeing the blue star of souls, a digital sea. It looked peaceful, beautiful even. I closed my eyes and let it take me. I felt myself become lighter, flowing silently into a never ending dream.
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
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