"Time is both Healer, and Destroyer
It is up to you which Way to Receive
As for me, I would Toss it Overboard
Into the Tides of the High Seas."

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A #WRITCO Seafaring Collaboration
(Ubik & Mike)

SEVEN
SEAS
SURPRISE

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MICHAEL
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In the vast abyss of the ocean's thrall,
Where moonlit waves weave a phantom's call,
Two pirates, lost to the mortal shore,
Sail a ship of ghosts forevermore.

Ubik, of the Philippines' fair lands,
And Michael, from the grand Americas' sands,
Both bound by a spectral decree,
To find Atlantis 'neath the eerie sea.

"Why do we sail on this haunted quest?"
Ubik pondered as the mist did jest.
"We seek what's lost to the human gaze,"
Michael spoke, his eyes a glowing blaze.

"But what of the price we must pay,
If by Halloween's end we stray?"
The wind in sails sang a mournful tune,
As the ship's timbers groaned in June.

"Aye," said Michael, with a knowing smile,
"We must find it 'fore All Hallows' wile,
Or be forever doomed to roam,
In the realm where shadows have no home."

Through tempests fierce and skies alight,
Guided by stars that shone so bright,
They searched the depths of the briny blue,
For the city lost to the mortal view.

"Riddle me this," called Ubik to the night,
"Where lies the place of endless plight?"
The sea responded with a sigh so low,
"Where the living waters cease to flow."

The days grew long, the nights grew cold,
As the ship's crew told their tales of old,
Of treasures vast and battles won,
And the curse that left them undone.

On the twentieth night of the tenth moon,
The ship's bell tolled an eerie tune,
The horizon split with a spectral glow,
Revealing lands no map did sow.

"Look there," shouted Michael with a start,
"The city's spires touch the charted heart."
But as they drew near, the vision fled,
And once more, they were ghosts on a...