In response to the daily prompt: Undulate
The heavenly beauteous night, with its solemn peacefulness, soothed many of the passengers aboard. Yet, I was restless and awake. Since the moment I saw her wandering around the deck in the evening, I could not take my eyes off of her. She was breathtaking. She almost seemed surreal. Her eyes were set on the distant horizon. The pale moonbeam lit the silky blue water around the ship. I could see the ocean waters undulating in the beautiful moonlight, and I could hear the sound of the waves gently tapping on the ship. I approached her without hurrying. I stopped a few feet away from her and called out, “Miss..!” No response. Her beautiful face had turned pale since the last time I caught a glimpse of her face. The air around us were cold and freezing. I could sense something was not right. “Miss, are you alright?” Suddenly, I heard a silent cry following a thud in the water and, the next minute she was gone as if her soul just vanished into the thin air. I suddenly felt dizzy.
The next morning the ship captain reveled the story about the young beautiful lady who mysteriously died on the ship’s maiden voyage.
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