Ark Found

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Chronopoulos Dimitrios wondered why the band was still playing. Clearly, despite all the hoopla proclaiming it “unsinkable,” the great liner Titanic was sinking. They’d struck an iceberg, he’d heard. From his position above the port side Boat Deck, he watched the seven musicians play as though it was any other late night performance. But the angle of the deck now had a pronounced list to it. Chronopoulos found himself having to reach out with an arm to grab a railing to keep from slipping.

He felt a hand grip him on the shoulder and turned around to see his brother, Apostolos, who’d gone to see if he could get more information from the crew about was going on. His next words unsettled him deeply.

“They’re launching the lifeboats.”

Chronopoulos made steady eye contact with his brother while he tried to make sense of the uncertainty plaguing his thoughts. A breeze, light but weighted with chill, ruffled his hair.

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