Over to Dylan for this week’s challenge:
Your line for this week is:
The crash of wave and snap of sail sung to her.
It was beautiful, just as Papa had promised.
She sat on the bank and looked at it in awe and wonder.
The Nellie B was perfect in every way. She’d be the envy of her friends.
Not many girls had ships named after them, and this was definitely a ship, not a boat.
In her mind’s eye, she imagined herself below deck in the Captain’s chamber, looking out on clear horizons across passive seas.
The sky would always be a gently clouded backdrop and the ship would never age.
Now all she had to do was work out how to get it in the bottle.