Blackout #68

The anchor lowered holding the heart of midnight.

Blackout #67

Treacherous sails burned red torched long and fast beyond belief.

I didn't recognize her and didn't know how to answer without lying.

"You're married?"/ A nod/ "Does your wife know?"/ "Of course not." he laughed/ She waited for more, but it didn't come.

She said "I have forgotten you it was a mistake".

Unlike other letters this one had the feel of a living thing and it frightened her.

I'm sorry. Can you believe it? But you have to, have to. Please.

She whispered in the silence "It's okay to cry, I fell sad sometimes too."

Alice knows the game but nothing at all can make her play.

They were together but growing tension left them nothing.