The Great Oak

The ship began to crumble as it was aggressively tossed onto the large berg. The masts were broken into a million sharp splinters which fell onto the hundreds of people trying to escape, never to be seen again. It was a majestic sight for those who watched from afar particularly. It looked like time itself had slowed down to watch the Great Oak demolish. The ship slowly tipped towards its front mass and ate its way into the very heart of the huge ice berg. There was no hope for anyone to survive now, the ship was submerged in water with only the demolished back of it showing above the freezing, black water. All movement and noise came to a halt as the ship sank slowly, deeper and deeper into the dark.

The sun was shown brightly on the destroyed ice berg and the scattered floating remains of a once large ship. The furious ocean began to calm down too, as did the wind and the sky. Time continued watching, silently absorbing the great event that had just occurred. The water began to flow peacefully and almost seemed to stop. Not a noise sounded in this desolate, unknown part of the world… but then destroying the silence, the whole of the top portion of the berg crashed down with great anger and strength. The schools of fish scattered all around the ocean and the water seemed to run away from the point of impact.

The great swords of ice cut into the ocean sounding a tremendous roar, the ocean cried in pain and the wind howled with grief. Time fled too and there was destruction... worse than that of a detonating bomb. The great ice berg sunk deep into the ocean, burying the intact portion of the ship till the end of time. And then silence reigned again. A silence of shocking respect and eeriness. Not a sound lingered in the still air, not a soul breathed in this silence. It was a void of silence I tell you… a void of eerie silence.