Vicious the Boat
3. Song Sweeter
Vicious the boat dropped anchor as she sang and sang, soaked in moonlight.
She stood by the stern, gazing into the horizon. He wondered if she sang for the sea or the stars; for safety or the slain. He sat opposite of the deck with a rod in hand and a line in the water.
He wondered if the fish would be amiable tonight and he wondered how long till they bite.
Though he had not heard the song afore, he soon realized that he knew of it. It was a song to lull a child to sleep, to tame a manticore, to make a sculpture weep. It was one to break a one’s heart.
And, of songs, he knew of no song sweeter.
He wondered if the sky and stars were pleased and he wondered if she sang for some other.
He wondered if she sang for him.
The line twitched, and he reeled in.
Vicious the boat dropped anchor as she sang and sang, soaked in moonlight, as the monster stirred beneath.
