Celeste

Celeste


In an opaque afternoon, were the sun could not penetrate the black clouds, there was a ship that panache through the frosted waters of the Southern Ocean. Stately built as it was,it moved with wooden movements against the harsh winds. The wind, filled with asperity, stung the sailors eyes, blinding them while the monstrous waves buffeted the ship's sides in havoc. They could not function in their methodical ways and were seethe with the ravaging waters. Their vim was in vain as it took all their strength to avoid falling into the vicious melted ice. It seemed as if the chaos was never going to stop. Suddenly, a frozen rock violently struck the ship , tossing all navigators into a rocky shore, the cold rocks wounding them like cutlery. There, they found themselves stranded, frigidly and bleeding, with the thoughts of what they have left behind, as the ominous twilight swallowed their retrospects into the mistful night.
Fifteen mariners died, leaving three behind in the brutal shore; Eric, a blond young man, tall and bony was he, Bastian, a tall, strapping man with black hair, and Denia, a petite handsome women with red hair. Them three found themselves in compunction as they saw their lives fade with deep prescient of the worst. They gathered in a small cove and stayed closely together, yet they were so distant, for all three were lost in thought. Thoughts entrenched of what they were and what they have become, thoughts that turned to reverie.
Eric, only 21, was once an unctuous man, who once strove to be a priest and was already matriculated in a small town church, but fell indelible in love with a pagan women, earning him his doom. As a consequence for his sin not only did the woman left him, but he was left in the streets to beg, only to receive picayune from strangers. Bastian, a brusque 39 year old, was born a sailor and used to be the captain of a pirate ship. He found himself with riches of all kinds, stealing was a cinch, since he tricked the wives of rich men into giving him substantial information of their boats. He was successful in what he did, until he met a dazzling, older women. She was a dowager of royal blood, she was more than he ever had dreamed. She narrated tales at parties and became fund of her from her leaven stories of her childhood. With his riches, he bought her gifts everyday, and sent them anonymously. Three years passed without him saying a word of who those gifts came from. One day he grabbed enough courage and told her everything and proposed to her. His heart was broken as he found out she was intransigent that way and will never marry again after her late husband. He not only lost his heart, but he found himself penniless, as a consequence of his improvidence. Denia, although she was small, she was quite pleasing to the eyes. She drew attention from every men that set eyes on her. As a result, she was very narcissistic. She had a sister, fat and ugly she would say, whom she railed at nonstop. On a moonless night she met a man, rich and gorgeous, and used her beauty to attract him, but it did not work. Instead, the man fell for her sister, Emelia, who he married 2 months after. Denia fell ill with grave depression and no longer found a reason to live.
All three stood in the cove rigidly, as every centimeter of them froze by the second. No one spoke, no one moved, all of them hurt, bled, painfully. They all came to this vile site for one purpose: to mend or end their heart by killing Celeste, the oldest white whale. As their blood froze slowly, in the midst of their delirium, they saw the most majestic mammal. The scenery was oddly serene, with the sun hitting the murky gray water just so that it reflected a million tiny rainbows on the ice, giving the illusion of an ocean filled with broken glass. The sky was a cloudless pale blue, clear and pure like the air they smelled. There, between the grandiose sky and ocean, Celeste arched gracefully, dancing trough her glacial kingdom, claiming her throne as the queen of all magnificent creatures. Eric, Bastian, and Denia bowed solemnly to her majesty forever.