Word Bohemia September Writing Challenge: Day 20

Behind again. Le sigh. Here’s Friday’s prompt… 

Image by David Vale

Image by David Vale

The swish of water as the prow cut through the sea echoed in the captain’s ears. It was as if she knew. He gazed down at the instruments, all steering her course into the bay, just ticking over as it had done for years now.

The little creaks and moans of old wood betrayed her age. He wondered what would become of her, as the sun dipped westwards and filled the bridge with warm pink light.

If they tried to break her up, they’d have a fight on her hands. He wanted her to sail forever, but he knew it couldn’t happen. He gently touched the ship’s wheel, nudging his old friend into dock for the final time.

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