Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #19 October 2015 | Page 61

No answer came, nor did he see any definitive
movement in the calm of the waves, but he felt her
presence. Somewhere in the midnight of the ocean, he
knew she sang for him. He could only hope to meet
her again someday, and when he did, he’d be able to
sing for her in return.

was Luna, and she was singing her song of love. Brandon then lay down to sleep on his brown, wool-covered cot, wondering if he had gone mad or if the act
of almost drowning had caused him to hear things that
weren’t there. He certainly had no idea how he would
tell his grandfather about his strange experience, or to
anyone, for that matt