The waves crashed against the small boat with the rhythm of the ocean unchanged. A moonless sky swathed the deck in darkness; only the orange glow of a cigarette dared to peek through the shadows.

This was Anton’s 13th night at sea. Superstition wouldn’t let him sleep, but neither would the fear of forever leaving home—the only home he knew. If he could make it a few more days, a better life would greet him. As would the smiling faces who left him so long ago. If he could just make it a few more days.

Anton sighed softly.

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Caleb is a freelance writer, aspiring novelist, and an avid reader. He is the creator of DPW and enjoys editing, as well as helping other writers with their work. When he's not writing or sipping fine whiskey, he can be found at the gym, hiking in the woods, or spending time with his crazy Siberian husky Nitro and wonderful girlfriend Mindy. View all posts by Caleb James K.