It is said that the tides on Earth rise and fall due to the gravitational pull of the moon on the oceans.
In a world without a moon, the sea is eerily silent, like stagnant waters.
No moon, no stars.
No daylight, no night.
Only the mechanical markings prove that the ship is still moving in the correct direction.
"Judging from the hydrological conditions, we are approaching the continental shelf."
Closing the periscope, jotting down the latest observational data in his notebook, Charlie stepped through the cold, shadowed hatch and entered the Captain's room.
Walking to the control console, he pulled the lever, flipped the circuit switch, and said in a deep voice, "Mogred, awaken the Captain."
"Navigator Charlie Anderson, please repeat your command to confirm. Do you wish to awaken the Captain?"
"Awaken the Captain, I confirm."
The lights overhead flicked on, one by one.
The first to awaken was the ship's machine soul.
