There was no breeze, no harsh tide, no reason why they should be swaying so violently.
At least, none I could see from my window.
I had to find out what was going on.
The docks were a five minute walk from my house so I didn't feel afraid.
I should have been afraid.
They only rocked at night, as soon as the sun had set they began .
It was near 10pm when I arrived and the rocking was well underway.
The streetlights along the walkway so I could barely make out the cause.
I made the mistake of using my phone light.
There were thin watery hands pushing against the sides, trying to over-turn the vessels.
They whispered among themselves, hoping a human was onboard.
The boats are rocking faster now.
I can hear their masts clacking together.
Wait, they've stopped.
The boats are still.
I'm going to take a look.
Thryv left the wavyr
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