A blue ship

When Willow woke up from a nap between the two towers of her university one day, the big Roman-arched windows gave her a beautiful view over her new city. The landscape was covered by a soft coat of fog, and this in turn resulted in a rather blue colour. Way out there, Willow had her eyes fixed on a big, blue cargo ship. It was loaded with containers, right next to the tall pipe. It seemed lying so peacefully at the dock, caressed by the fog. It made Willow feel calm as well. But only for a moment. She suddenly remembered that she could not possibly be looking at a ship, as the ocean happened to be miles and miles away. A port was also out of the question. Realizing that she must have been a whole lot more tired and overworked than she had thought, she started to worry.