Written in response to the Inktober prompt #3: Vessel.
~The Old Boat~
The boat might be large, but it’s also old. A faded sea-green hull covered by white scratch marks, musty carpets curling away from the yellowing walls, rusty hinges that leave doors permanently open or close, the list goes on.
But the rigging and motor are good and it’s within his budget, which is more than he can say for the other vessels he’s seen the past few months.
“I’ll take it.”
He doesn’t have the money for now, but he’ll earn more in the future to slowly fix up his new home, one problem at a time.
Genre: slice of life