The Anchor

The anchor fell into the sea with a misty splash, unfurling the rope from the ship’s deck as the metal claw wafted down through layers of blue.
For days the sailors explored the cove, bringing back scurrying, brightly colored creatures and trinkets as they searched for gold and natives.
On the last day, disappointed, they pulled the expedition’s zoologist from the sandy forests and unfolded the sails. Two gaunt sailors pulled up the anchor. It rose from unknown depths, covered in golden scratches and barnacles.
The captain hefted the anchor and traced the scratches. “We are here, where are you?”