The people of the dust

In a house not far from here, there is big room. On a sunny day, when the sun sends bright rays of light through the windows of that room, one might see the many particles of dust that float around that very room.

Have you noticed that it is always very quiet in such a room? One might use that quiet and really listen to the sounds of a room, for in every such room, it is never completely silent. Now, try to imagine the room. It is a sitting room with wooden floors and comfortable chairs, big windows facing the south with colorful panes of glass in the top, a clock softly ticking away time and dust floating through the air, clearly visible in the bright sun light.

In this room there is an entire world.

And if you listen carefully, you can actually hear it…

“Secure that beam!” cried out the boats man. A chorus of men announced they had heard him and went busily to work. The giant vessel had been sailing along these parts for nearly over a year now and the boats man did not appreciate them.

He would gladly enter the Sunny Seas come tomorrow or the day after. For him, the Sunny Seas symbolized prosperity and happiness, like it did for many of his companions, which was why they always enjoyed sailing them. Though the Seas could be rough at times, every single person on this vessel enjoyed their warmth time and time again.

Several of the massive diagonal and horizontal beams shifted, groaned loudly and finally moved as the ship heaved in a fresh swell.