watch

[pete38890]

We twisted anxiously on 60 fathoms of chain, waiting for the sunrise and the Norwegian cruiser to depart its berth at St. Croix. The morning air was so heavy and still it seemed to press the water on the approach to Christianstaad into a fine sheet of crystal. A rolling fog dimmed the tiny lights of the harbor strand just stirring from a night of entertaining pale tourists.

Half through the morning watch, smoking on the fantail, conversation was muted by the dense air.

The water scarcely moved even as our 30 foot draft drifted about the anchor chain. Just before four bells, the first deep red glow of dawn played upon the eastern horizon. As the sun began its arch into the morning, it shared a stage with sea and atmosphere to delight the small crew of sailors in audience and produced the rarest phenomenon.

Across the dark blue sky above our mast, a hazy crimson sunrise etched both the east and west horizons.

[invisible_r]

is that passage going to be part of a short story? or do you have bigger plans? you do write quite beautifully, very descriptive (only if it was exapnded to a whole novel, perhaps it would be a bit much).