50 Word Thursday #24

It has been awhile since I have had time to participate.  I have missed it.  The rules for 50 Word Thursday are simple.  You can base your story or poem, or whatever you choose to write, on either the pic above or the following phrase or both:  the fishing boats had returned from their morning runs; sea creatures of every sort lay atop the metal tables along the ports eastern flank.

Length can be 50-250 words, in multiples of 50.

Thank you Deb Whittam

It was a brisk morning, the fishing boats had returned from their morning runs; sea creatures of every sort lay atop the metal tables along the ports eastern flank. The water was choppy and heavily crashed firmly against the dock. It was a rather routine day. None of the people on the dock that morning expected that I would dive in…and not come back up. Chilling water overtook my lungs, darkness became the mistress I had long craved. The search was extensive and thorough, for days the search continued…they never found any remains. From dark depths I watch.