Safe Harbor



The fog rolled in like the tail end of Miss Havisham's dress, chocking the harbor in a grey mist, chilling the night’s air. Michael stood on the deck of the ferry staring in awe at the creeping cloud. Although strong drink stole his balance and slurred his speech, Michael's a man of the sea. His skills were sure and his vision sharp as he navigated the Cape.  A man both gifted and cursed, like his forefathers, he saw what rose from the fog each night.  The Leusden ran aground in 1738, yet her crew still searches for their safe harbor.




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 © Glynis Rankin

6 comments:

  1. Dear Glynis,

    An eerie tale.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  2. Vey moody. The captain's story is interesting - both gifted and cursed - and I wonder what he saw in the fog each night.

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  3. Ooh --- give you the shudders! Nicely done. :)

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