The ship broken, slowly and surely sinks into the frigid waters of the north sea. As he is pulled under, the icy water filling his lungs, Samuel's thoughts are of his visions. Knowing this time would come, for as long as he can remember. It proves to be as dramatic, painful, premature and as final as he always knew it would be.

Published by ronlanhamwriting

Putting some time into writing. Enjoy reading other work and receiving constructive feedback on mine.

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