"I've decided to turn this around"
Said the captain to the crew
"I realize now, that what I sought was
Immolation. It's been a week, now, and
we've been sailing ever further into oblivion."

"No one's said otherwise; however, I knew
the thoughts, 'We shall all die; these clouds are
getting darker by the moment.' I understand;
and I'm sorry. From this moment forward, there
will be a focus on the bluer hue of the sky,
The sunlight as it shines off of the wetted feathers
of the birds that have only recently taken flight."

"I'm making this an order: we shall turn back now.
There was no treasure where we set to sail, no hidden
secrets. The only thing that awaited us was death
and its keeper."

She held that note tighter than she'd held him;
it was all she had left.