Ocean blues -- chapter 1
An Atlantic Ocean. Eleven o'clock. While people all over the ship just gotten rise, I was slowly staring in the distance. The anticipating continent wasn't there yet, but perhaps, almost picture-esque landscape opened before me. “I was in the middle...
Ocean blues -- chapter 2
Bright daylight had struck my eyes. I moaned, raised and… “!” “Hm… where am I!? Am I dead!?” I could not believe my eyes! I was in a boat… but then, why do I could see the upper parts of trees and seagulls cries? Those were the first thoughts...