Finding a God of the Sea
Out of the corner of your eye, you see the form of a man bobbing lightly in the surf. You yell: the crew drags him aboard. He is dragged beside one of the stoves meant for rendering whale fat and slowly, life returns to him. First, he shivers, and then he breathes. His eyes open. There is nothing behind them.
The next week at sea is spent with the stranger in your quarters. You deliver him his food every night, which he sits and eats with shaking hands. He never makes a sound. His throat is too stained with brine to speak to you anyway.
The doctor came and looked at him once among these days, confirmed that he was recovering, and learned that the stranger was blind.
You sit at your cot across from him, and he stares at you, but his eyes are unseeing. A distant storm rocks the ship.
"Hello," the stranger murmurs, "you smell of whale blood. My name is Voyage."
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