Orion

Orion

The Voyager takes a break as the sun sets at the horizon. He’s spent all these three days bailing water out of his leaky boat. His arms aches, his stomach cries, and his head’s a bit dizzy. His body wet, either by sea water or his own sweat; or both; both smelt salty and taste almost the same.

He looks at the sea water that keeps rushing in through a hole in his small boat. It seems that all his effort was useless, he thinks. He throws the bucket, sighed deeply; and surrendered. He is now waiting as the water swallows his boat slowly but surely.Continue Reading

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