The wind blew fierce, as it
brushed over the rolling waves. She finally gathered her
strength,
and tried her hardest to get to her feet. The heavens spewed out blinding rain.
She tried to keep her balance on the shifting deck of the ship, keeping her
elbow raised, so as to protect her eyes. The lightning struck all around the
stormy deep. Suddenly, a bolt of lightening hit the mast of the ship, knocking
Rose down. She opened her eyes slowly, but could only make out the shape of one
standing above her, staring down at her. The figure gathered Rose up in his
arms, and carried her over to a covered area. “Lottie?” Said Rose,
in a breathy voice. He did not reply. He only worked hard to keep the young
girl safe. The rain slowed only for a moment. Lottie gathered Rose up again,
and tried to take her to the seller in the bottom of the boat. Rose’s lips were
pale blue, her cheeks had become pale, too. Her blond hair was disguised in
rain, and her bright blue eyes were full of fear. “If only you had listened.”
He said, continuing whatever he was doing, quite calm for the situation. Rose
sensed he was scared, even though he often pretended to be brave. “How could
I?” She stuttered. “I love you, Lottie.”
“Is a
promise not enough?” He said, working his hands through knotted rope.
“If I had
listened,” she stuttered again, “the last time I would have seen your face
would have been when you left port!”
“Rather
that be the last, and make you suffer only a day, if not less, of sorrow, than
you follow me to the ends of the earth.”
“What is
love, if not this?”
“I told
you I’d be back.” He turned around and kissed her. A moment later, a wave
swallowed the ship. If you could see, beneath the wind, rain, waves and ship,
two gold rings, sank to the bottom of the ocean.