Gemotions

The gentle sway of the ship was familiar to Marco. He sat on the deck, enjoying the sea breeze, waiting to discuss his nautical charts with Captain Alvarez. He'd poured over the latest data, eager for the Captain’s guidance. Marco opened the cabin door. The Captain’s cabin was stripped bare, personal belongings gone. The only item remaining was a note, folded neatly on the desk. “Off to sail the world. Best of luck, Marco.” Marco picked it up, then placed it down. He thought about that long voyage. He returned to the deck, the ocean his companion.