streetArt | The sailor and the rooster.

^{Montreal, Canada. By @cnandofer}

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Matt lost track of time around the time they got hit by the storm, but they must be out on the sea for over six months now. The first one that died was Jacob, the young sailor that couldn't handle the scarcity of water. All of them told him, not to drink salt water, but he wouldn't listen.

The crew started to believe that they were going in the wrong direction. The had challenged the gods by sailing to the edge of the world, and the gods were punishing them now. Sickness had sunk in the ship, tens of people had died. They didn't have enough water to last for a long time.

Saling around the world to India; was written in the newspaper, the world is round, was the claim of a guy that convinced the king to start the exploration. The money was good, Matt was an experienced sailor and his family needed the silver. Two years ago, his wife gave birth to a couple of boys that were eating like horses. He got half of the silver in advance if his wife had been cautious with it, they may still have some, but it wouldn't last forever.

What was going to happen after that? He failed his family, taking that job was the worst thing that he had done in his life. He wouldn't be able to see the eyes of his wife again, he wouldn't be able to play with his children and see them grow.

He held the sharp knife at his neck, "one fast stroke and everything will be finished", he thought. He was about to do it when he heard a rooster!!! A crisp and clear sound that took him back from the deepness of his depression.

He stumbled his way to the deck, the morning dew didn't let him see very far but he listened to the rooster again. The faces of his mates were a mix of surprise, confusion and happiness. Could it be? Did they just reach India? "Land ahoy!!!", he heard from the highest mast of the ship...

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