The mast creaks and the sails billow but there is no wind.
The ropes coil and knot but there are no hands to tend to them.
Pale faces illuminate the portholes but there are no people here.
Many a scream empty of souls but yet no mouths to halt the eerie silence.

Blue fire lines the lanterns.
The reflection of the glowing moon haunts the jagged teeth that climb out of the water.
The rocks threaten to shred it but The ship of the lost sails right through…