Worth Way - Still On Earth
He looked down upon the crystal clear water and yet saw little but black. He had been hoping that he might perhaps spot a glance of his reflection or a glimmer of hope beneath the deep blue but there was little to live beyond the depths. The boat sailed carelessly forwards through the night: beaten and bashed by the waves the storm must now be at its terrible worst. He kneeled down, looked up to the dirty clouds up above and said his last words before the sun presented itself once more.