Scottie and Sky sat on the roof ledge of Portside Books that looked out onto Port. They had always enjoyed sitting and watching the stars over the smoggy water.
“It’s a cooler night, actually bearable,” Scottie said quietly as he wrapped an arm around his wife’s shoulder.
A slight breeze moved over them. Sky’s posture shifted a bit, her blue eyes moving to scan the horizon. After a few moments of stillness and silence, Scottie noticed Sky relaxing again, putting her head on his shoulder. She then very quietly began to hum. Scottie listened for a couple of minutes to see if he could place the tune, ultimately finding himself unsuccessful.
Scottie whispered, “What tune is that, love?”
After finishing just a few more notes of the song, Sky replied, “‘The Call O’ The Kraken.’ It’s an old air shanty I learned ages ago.” She paused and then added seriously, “‘Tis the season, ya know.”
Tilting his head in thought, Scottie eventually said, “Oh, that’s right… I remember the attacks we had last year. First time I had seen those creatures.”
“Wasn’t the first time for me, ” Sky said in a matter-of-fact tone. “I’ve seen far too many ships and friends taken down by those critters. That tune you asked about? It’s meant to drive them away. I think it’s time for me to teach you the words…”