Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #11 February 2015 | Page 7

great metal doors. As they slowly opened. Now I knew
this place for I had looked upon it once before, so
many years before. But I had not walked through the
gate though many others had. A voice had called me,
hands had pulled me away, up onto the deck of another
ship. I had been rescued. The sea did not claim me that
day.
Or perhaps it did. These doors had opened for me once
before, in nineteen twelve but I had escaped them. For
fifty six years I had escaped them.
Now they called to me and I walked through them as
any sailor does who has been claimed by Davey.

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