Aedan, as the first mate of the ship, was given the responsibility by his Captain to make certain that the ship was loaded with the needed cargo before setting sail. Because it was a small ship, barely fit to hold… Continue Reading
I had lost two apprentices in the last clash — seen it all before — the mangled mess of torn flesh and splintered wood; bloody stumps of blown off arms and legs cut through with shot. Cannon will do that… Continue Reading
Two ships pass in the night, and try in vain to transfer cargo, hampered by fog and darkness. “Son of a BITCH!” one captain growls, a lean, restless woman, green eyes and a pierced eyebrow, t-shirt reading Hard Rock Cafe:… Continue Reading
“You really don’t believe in any of it?” Michael asked. “In any of what?” “In signs. Superstitions.” Anna thought of the robin that flew through the open window yesterday as they were eating breakfast and the three gulls that flew… Continue Reading
Thirty days becalmed. Thirty blistering days the Orion sat in the fetid waters of the Sargasso Sea. Never had Tragon of Ramura, captain of the Orion, seen the like. He looked out over the deck of the ship at his… Continue Reading