risen from the depths

the day i arrived there was another new arrival. or rather an old arrival that had finally come into port.

the ship had been chased across the oceans for days and weeks and months. it had made it to a safe port, or so it seemed. it was, however, turned away, and the captain, knowing its coming fate, decided to sink his ship into the muddy river. down it went, with all its fearsome might. the captain killed himself a few days later. it took 5 more years for the war to end.

in the early days of a new century, the graf spee is disturbed from its rest at the bottom of the river by probing hands. the first thing they take is its proud eagle. the swastika is covered to prevent offense.

a couple of german tourists, also landing at the port, gasp in disbelief at the sight.

a historical souvenir. it is hoped that the ship will become a tourist attraction. perhaps a reminder of which things the world once said it was fighting against.