Hi there! Please enjoy this latest short extract of mine.
“It’s a long way,” he told me, as if I didn’t know. As if that wasn’t the point.
He looked at me, a slight frown creasing on the weather-beaten skin between his eyebrows.
“Long time too. Seven weeks at sea.” He sucked on his pipe and blew smoke at the distant horizon. “Ain’t for the faint of heart.”
He stared thoughtfully, chewing the end of his pipe. I spared a thought for what he might see – an ignorant girl unaware of the dangers of the future? Or could he sense the burden of my past that lay heavy on my shoulders, that I could never escape – but you can bet I was going to try.
“You know you ain’t just going to be a passenger? It’s hard work on these ships.”
“I know. I can manage.” The breeze whisked my hair from my face, carrying the salt-tang of the sea along with it. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the future – but I couldn’t picture it.
“So are you leaving or going?” He asked, breaking me out of my distracted thoughts.
“Folks don’t just decide to go to sea one day, especially not on a madman’s trip to the other side of the world. So are you leaving here – or going there?”
“A bit of both.”
“Bit of both eh? Who’d’ve thought.”
I waited anxiously for his decision. I needed this – needed to leave, no matter the cost. There was nothing for me here, nothing that couldn’t be carried in the bag across my shoulders to somewhere, anywhere else.
“Well then. I suppose you better get on board,” the Captain said. I smiled with relief.
“Atlantis is a long way away.”