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April 16th, 1912, Southampton
The air was filled with a heavy sadness as the ships of White Star Line gathered around for the coming service. Not one was smiling, a sharp contrast to what had happened a few days ago.
On the morning of the day before, Titanic, young and brand new and on her maiden voyage, had struck an iceberg en route to New York. She had sunk in less than two hours and over two thousand people had perished on board her. The ships were shocked that such a wonderful ship could have met such a terrible end.
Olympic was off alone. She was sobbing silently to herself, far off from the others. Her sister, her kind, sweet sister that she had looked forward to witness having a happy life with, was gone, meeting her death far too young.
It wasn't fair! Titanic didn't deserve to die this way! After all she'd done for her kind, the great lord of the sea had to take her away... She wondered what it had been like for her little sister. Certainly it was frightening. "Titanic please forgive me..." She whispered as she looked down. Suddenly the wind blew, and as it passed her, Olympic heard the whistle that Titanic had talked about. But this time, she could almost catch the hint of the Irish tune Titanic loved to sing...
She smiled. "Thank you, Titanic." She said to the water. Feeling a little more confident, she sailed over to the other ships. It was her turn to speak. She cleared her throat. "In memory of my sister," She said slowly. "I think we should do something that she has long encouraged us to do," She started the song.
"Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God, to Thee,
The rest of the ships slowly joined in, including many of the Cunard ships in the area as well as Lusitania and Mauretania. The ships wept as they sang for the one who had taught them what music truly meant.
The air was filled with a heavy sadness as the ships of White Star Line gathered around for the coming service. Not one was smiling, a sharp contrast to what had happened a few days ago.
On the morning of the day before, Titanic, young and brand new and on her maiden voyage, had struck an iceberg en route to New York. She had sunk in less than two hours and over two thousand people had perished on board her. The ships were shocked that such a wonderful ship could have met such a terrible end.
Olympic was off alone. She was sobbing silently to herself, far off from the others. Her sister, her kind, sweet sister that she had looked forward to witness having a happy life with, was gone, meeting her death far too young.
It wasn't fair! Titanic didn't deserve to die this way! After all she'd done for her kind, the great lord of the sea had to take her away... She wondered what it had been like for her little sister. Certainly it was frightening. "Titanic please forgive me..." She whispered as she looked down. Suddenly the wind blew, and as it passed her, Olympic heard the whistle that Titanic had talked about. But this time, she could almost catch the hint of the Irish tune Titanic loved to sing...
She smiled. "Thank you, Titanic." She said to the water. Feeling a little more confident, she sailed over to the other ships. It was her turn to speak. She cleared her throat. "In memory of my sister," She said slowly. "I think we should do something that she has long encouraged us to do," She started the song.
"Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God, to Thee,
The rest of the ships slowly joined in, including many of the Cunard ships in the area as well as Lusitania and Mauretania. The ships wept as they sang for the one who had taught them what music truly meant.
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This takes place a while after the disaster, in which the ships sing in Titanic's memory. The song is nearer my god to thee, as you may have guessed.
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Titanic's not the only one getting a descendent a liner from the past is as well getting one her self a liner just about three feet longer than titanic and three feet wider than titanic coming in at 70,000 tons she is the grandest ship that anyone has ever seen, her name is: R.M.S. CELESTIA the green and gold star lines flagship, who sank in the north Atlantic 14 miles south of titanic on the 15th of April 1912.