Prometheus Falling by D. F. Wink

Author:D. F. Wink [Wink, D. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D. Wink

They stood at the edge of the dark and menacing sea. The wind blew against their faces like a storm. They had reached the northern tip of the British Isles, where the sea was rough. Björn shuddered at the thought of crossing. It was impossible.

They had driven all day long, further and further north, past the cities of Edinburgh and Glasgow, Area Two and Inverness, and finally stood by the sea at Ardmair, because this was where John had told them to go. Now what? The journey across the ocean was at least fifty miles judging by the map. The sea was rough, and none of them knew how to navigate their way across. It was madness. Sheer madness. Why had he ever made this promise? Those furious waves threw him back to the passage from Norway to the British Isles. It had been a nightmare he was not eager to return to.

They had driven by a place where abandoned ships stood at a broken port, ferries that used to take people and cars to the island. But it was too long ago. Moss and rust covered those ships. Björn scanned the horizon tentatively.

Annie joined him at the sight, but she came alive looking at the waves. It was as if her soul belonged to the sea somehow, although she had never grown up close to it. Or maybe exactly because of it. Because she was unaware of the danger the waters carried. Still, Björn wished he had her confidence.

“Now what?” he asked.

“Let’s go down to the beach,” she offered with a smile and sprinted down the dunes without waiting for an answer. The sand was cold, and the closer they got, the louder the sea and the ceaseless wind became.

Madness. Pure madness.

Honestly, he hoped that this was the end of the line. Not that he did not want to help Adama, but floating across those waves? No, thank you.

“Look!” Annie suddenly yelled. Something glistered in the distance, standing at the beach. But it was too far away to make it out.

Björn quickened his steps across the sand while the mud swallowed his feet. When he came close enough, he saw a boat. His heart skipped a beat.

A tiny metal boat with a motor, he realized. It surely should not be running anymore. It could not be running, because if it did, it would give Annie stupid ideas.

She was the first one there, examining the boat for rust and possible leakage. When he arrived, she held up a wooden board, staring at it with wide eyes. Someone had carved something in it, Björn realized as he stepped closer. She handed it over to him.

“What does it say?”

He almost forgot that kids growing up in Outer Areas were illiterate. Björn read out loud: “I gave then hope…” There was more, words he could not even begin to pronounce: “agus mar sin chuir iad air falbh an sùilean bho bhàs.” It looked like Ancient Gaelic.

For a moment, they stared at each other.

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