The sea was the place where a person could chase their dreams. It was vast, boundless, and risky, yet full of ambition and rewards for anyone daring enough to venture into it. And upon that sea sailed a ship unlike any other—a ship bold enough to dream. Its ambition was to explore the entire ocean and become the first vessel to reach every corner of the world.
On the day it set sail, people celebrated its courage. The early journey was seamless, and no great difficulty challenged the crew during the first few weeks. But soon, the ship began to falter. Something in its movement, something in its functioning, grew troublesome. Fearing this would bring danger in the long run, one of the crew begged the captain to turn back for repairs.
But the captain refused.
"The ship can endure," he said. "Our dream will be fulfilled."
Yet the ship slowed day by day, until finally it could move no more. They were stranded in the heart of the sea, with no land in sight—only endless water stretching in every direction.
The captain and crew tried everything to call for help, but nothing worked. They had not prepared for the crisis, nor carried proper survival tools. Day after day their supplies dwindled, shrinking to the thinnest rations. When proper food finally ran out, they ate anything even remotely consumable, no matter how foul, just to stay alive.
But at last, there was nothing left.
Desperation drove them to draw lots—the unluckiest would become the next meal. Some accepted their fate. Others tried to flee, diving into the sea, choosing the ocean's embrace over becoming someone else's food. But they were struck down with darts and retrieved, their bodies becoming sustenance for the survivors.
The numbers dwindled, fewer and fewer each passing day, until only the captain and one last crew member remained. And though the captain survived through every draw, the final crewman knew the truth: the captain had cheated each time.
In a fury driven by hunger, grief, and betrayal, the crewman seized a hook and drove it into the captain's eye, shouting that the captain's foolish dream had doomed them all. The wounded captain, staggering and blind with pain, stumbled overboard and vanished beneath the waves.
The last crewman remained alone on the silent ship, waiting for his final fate among the ghosts of his companions.
Yet though no living soul remained, the ship still sailed.
It sailed across the vast, endless sea—day and night, without rest—for the ship itself refused to let the dream sink into the deep. It carried the ambition of its lost crew upon its wooden back, determined to complete the journey they once dreamed of together.
And so the ship roams the ocean still, a wandering legend, chasing a dream that death could not drown.