Oracalities

The Tempest Beneath

The Vega lurched and rocked in the tumultuous seas in which it sailed. The dark stormy skies flashed with lighting outside the crew quarters of the hulking cargo vessel. Several sailors sat around a table nailed to the floor, keeping the lantern steady as an older man continued the telling of stories. His gray beard was encrusted with salt from years of sailing. His gruff voice spoke with a certain authority to the lesser experienced seamen who avidly awaited to hear what he had to say.