80 Days: Under the Waves

by Sharp Spark

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Then came a terrible silence, followed by an even more terrible noise. I felt the briefest crackle of magic across my coat and realized what had happened, just as a crashing, rushing boom flung our vessel back and forth.

“Mon Soleil!” I cried out. “The magic is failing, and the sea is coming in!”

Madame Fog braced herself against the door, as we tumbled end over end, thrown hither and yon by the force of the ocean currents.

When the tumult ceased, I was on my back, upside down. We were still bobbing up and down, but it appeared that the danger had passed. Madame Fog paused, and then gingerly opened the hatch.

We were at the surface, floating in our small diving bell. The stars above glittered, mirrored in the surprisingly calm surface of the sea. In all directions, water spread out uninterrupted as the dark sea and the horizon merged into one.

“What do we do now?” I wondered out loud.

“We press on,” my mistress said grimly.

[ENDING A]

Comments

[bobbananaville]

This story is dark, hot damn!
So that's A, F, G, H, D so far. E too, I think. Two or more endings left, huh?