The wooden ship creaked as the ice finally broke away. The crew hung over the sides, eagerly watching the results. They had been trapped in the iceberg for three months now, surviving on half rations and whatever fish and birds they could catch.
The ship seemed to sink a little into the water and the first tiny waves lapped around the bow.
‘Shall we unfurl the sails, Captain?’ the first mate asked.
The Captain, who hadn’t been keen on this exploration trip to the Arctic, nodded.
The crew set to work quickly, finally feeling like they had been saved.
(Inspired by; https://carrotranch.com/2019/05/23/may-23-flash-fiction-challenge/ with thanks).