Ezgi+Uluer+White+Castle

We were on a voyage from Venice to Naples when Turkish navy stopped us. We had everything in all three ships. Although, they have galleys that are coming from fog, they don’t run out. The fear started in our ship. The ones who were screemıng were mostly Turks and Magrips. We were very sad. Our ship changed its tip to the west, but we couldn’t get ready like the other ships. Our captain, who was taken as prisoner, was afraid of being penalized.............................. ......................Later, I thought that my whole life had changed because of the captain’s cowardice. Now, I think that if our captain hadn’t been deceived by that cowardice which did not last long, my life would change at that moment. Everyone knows that there is not any life which is orginized beforehand. Indeed, as most of the people know, all stories are the chain of coincidences. But in spite of this, even the people who know this reality, in terms of their life, when they turn back and look at it, they will decide that the things that they experience as coincidence are actually obligation. I had also a term like that. Now, I imagine the color of Turks’ ships which are appearing in the fog like a ghost, while I am trying to write my book on the old table, I think that an appropriate term is that term in order to begin to write a story and finish it.
 * Translation on The White Castle (Ezgi Uluer)**