The Void-Cruiser 

The lanterns hang from the roof, glowing as bright as miniature suns. 

The portholes reflect beams of moonlight back onto the darkened wood floorboards. 

The midnight waves crashed against the ship with no mercy, rocking back and forth. 

Passengers climb aboard from the port as they float upwards out of view. 

The ladder dangled off the ships edge like a vine in the wild jungle. 

Inside the fuel room, the machinery burnt as bright as a crackling fireplace. 

The bright star on the mast gleamed as the ship flew above the clouds. 

The deck shook as the ship swerved around the mountain blocking their pathway. 

The wooden structure was cold and damp from the onslaught of small rain pellets. 

The propeller began to emit tiny star-like particles as it spun faster than ever before. 

Moonlight seeped into the empty tiller as the wheel swung from side to side on its own. 

Aboard the Void-Cruiser, anything is possible.