It was three weeks into the Voyage, I had booked passage on the Spray Chaser a former military craft that had since become, well any number of things. The Crystal sea was living up to it's name magnificently and I decided to walk to the Bow of the Ship. There was a legend among the seafaring folk that if one were to catch the Spray of the crystal off the bow in a flask and keep it to your heart a wish would come true, mine did, though not how I would have imagined.
I was walking, humming one of the old tunes that those of us who wander tend to pick up, when I saw her, leaning over the Bow. Her hair was as dark as the night around her, and her dress a haunting shade of pale white. her face held a look of Serene contentment. I was enchanted. smiling she looked over her shoulder as though she new I was there. she beckoned to me. Why, I do not understand. I'm a walker, obviously below her. yet her open smile and warm eyes piqued my curiosity and I found myself moving to stand beside her
"I Love this Voyage." she murmured, It felt as though she were whispering to me alone, though at the same time I can feel the whisper dancing on the air.
"I've never taken this particular route before." I answer back. "I was never afraid of the sea, beyond the healthy fear all must have, but more of the lands on the other side." She smiles at that statement.
"Why the fear of a land." she asks teasingly
"That," I reply. "I cannot answer, I do not know, myself. however that is not all I feel now. There is a driving need to be there. to find new stories, new adventures I do not feel hounded Per-Se. more guided, the feeling of a great tale in the weaving, I must witness it. but I also must be quick."
"What of you." I asked. "What takes you so far from home."
Her laugh floats across the bow not mocking or even teasing, more delighted that the question has been raised.
"But I am Home." She replies. The echoes of her laughter reverberate through the air much like a chime. I raise an eyebrow at this it is not unheard of but a woman of her obvious upbringing. changing the subject perhaps to show me why perhaps to forestall more questions I do not know she moved on
"I am at peace here in my home, among the stars and seas. are they not beautiful, the stars glittering in the sky and on the waves, their seeming emptiness belying the the rush of life just below the surface. Truly is man blessed to see such enchanting moments as these. a shame though that only storytellers truly seem to see, I find my home amid the oceans the stars and the Moon. But it is not only what is seen but what is heard there is music in the waves as well. Listen, just Let the air flow through you the sounds wash over you."
First I am Skeptical but listen I do. at first hearing nothing, but quickly I hear the wale calls, and the sound of water lapping at the sides of the ship. The spray as the bow plunges back into the water after riding for a time on a wave.
a few moments pass and the look of serenity passes along her face once more. Only now do I truly behold her beauty, lost to me earlier with a face half hidden by shadows off the jib.
She smiles warmly on seeing the awestruck look on my face.
"Dance with me." she asks. almost diffidently, why I haven't a clue as I would have been able to deny easier a king, and have, since that day.
So we Danced slowly at first not for her sake, but for mine, dancing was not easy for a Walker such as myself on ship. her grace encompassed my first clumsy attempts, but soon I was accustomed to the rhythm our bodies set in counter point to the rocking of the ship first quickly then slowly sometimes rocking in time to a wave striking the port or starboard gunwales
Time seemed to slow, almost stop, as I held her in my arms, and she held me. As we whirled away the small hours of the morning at the bow of a ship bound for far away shores she stopped me as the sun Rose. and her dress first a pale white like the moon, proved to be a pale blue azure, as the ocean meeting the sky. staring away at the sunset I looked over to her leaning against my arm.
"I think," I said nervously to her. "That I love you."
Stepping around to face me she replied by wrapping her arms around my waist stepping foreword and pulling me closer.
"And I you." she whispered in reply. kissing me gently as the sun came up over south harbor my destination. "We'll meet again someday." she said gently as I looked sadly to the direction that would part me from her.
The Eastern Lands called.