The Dark Seas (An Older Fiction Story I Wrote)

          It was loud, (deafening some might say) the waters all around us, full of conversation and chaos, and yet we sailed on.

          For miles through the night we sailed. Nothing but black that consumed us, consumed our hope for a time. We had to make it though, we had to cross through the dark seas.

          On the other side of danger our mission waited: a small island of 300 people out of medicine. They were cut off from everyone due to the violent storms and we dared to volunteer. Us. A ragtag bunch of average people who recently began sailing as a hobby and knew little of journeys such as these. We wanted to help though, knew we had to try upon hearing the news, and set out into the storm.

         The winds threw the boat up and down with each mile crossed. We held tight and prayed for safe travels as we went through, straining our wet eyes to see through the heavy rains that engulfed us. Grasping with wet hands the best we could, whatever we could, to not be swept overboard in the struggle! Up and down. Spinning this way and that on our way through the dark seas.

          After several nights of weather's violent encounter we made it, docking and preparing ourselves to unload our cargo so we wouldn't get the sickness that was infecting the island (a precaution put in place to not take the sickness back with us to others). Unloading and heading back out, we radioed the island's communications center as we left, informing them of the delivery. We re-entered the same waters that nearly shipwrecked us before, witnessing light over the horizon this time that greeted us we smiled softly (for we were tired), encouraged by this sign that our journey back would be safer, smoother, and the new sense of satisfaction of being able to help others, even if it meant going through the dark seas.

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