Captain`s table

A table standing in the cabin of the ship, over which the captain bent every evening, wanting to throw out the thoughts and emotions that had accumulated during the day in an old diary that had seen a lot, or to draw on a map a route for a further voyage. The captain worked at this table for so long that in some places the former richness of the wood from which the table was made had lost its former beauty. They say that he was so connected with the captain that he left with him when the captain disappeared without trace within the confines of another port village. They say that night people saw a strange blue glow in that place...

The table never found its owner...

And here he stands in the middle of the dark nothingness, storing all the records of his owner)