My harbor..

He is my world from now on, she said, my harbor in so difficult a time. He is my final destination at last. I will never die again for any rebirth.

Gasping for air she makes a last move before all her strength ceases from her veins-she hits the bottom. But with a smooth wave she is carried to the surface again. 

I have come from far away places. I have gone through a many dangers, have swum in every waters. Be kind and give me shelter, she wanted to say, but was too ashamed to beg for the help of this strange harbor, which was waiting for an explanation of hitting its territory in such an unsuitable time.

I had nowhere to go. And no one to help. A stranger on the way has told me I must go on, 'til I will find a cove. Do not stop there, he said, but keep going for another couple months and you will find a harbor that is guarded by two lighthouses. They will not ask you who you are, just show them your blue hair, Eftelya, and they will let you pass....