Entranced

The ship was long dead.

Old, crumbling, its one remaining mast pointing up into the glare of the sun, the wreck held her entranced in its lost glories. Suzy grasped a frayed rope, pulled, and allowed her mind to wander.

To her, the ship remained beautiful and elegant, even in death.

She floated higher, wrapping a possessive arm around the crumbling wood at the top of the main mast, sensing the minute vibrations from the hull far below. She lingered, feeling it whisper dark secrets to her and to her alone, until it was time to leave.

Letting go, she allowed herself to fall; spiraling down into the blue, flying through broken lanyards, free as any bird.

The deck came towards her in languorous slow motion and she turned lazily, gazing upwards at the dancing shafts of sunlight filtering down through the azure sea.

She could stay here forever but the surface and lack of air, demanded her return.