My 2nd post fo
r the Short Story Series.
He dreamt of sailing the seas. His only desire was to be guided by the stars. But his peers did not understand freedom as he did, and tried to shove him beneath the fear of failing. But he dreamt, for no works could break his spirit to sail. Fear could not win, when he chose to write his own tale. He’d rather die gleefully in the ocean, than be bounded on land forever. His life was meant to be lived in his own way. He built his ship and bid farewell. He heard curses to go to hell. But he paid no heed to the people who feared. He had the blessings of those who cared. On a blessed clear morn, he lowered his sails.
Little did he knew, that storms dwelled beneath the horizon.
