OF GODS AND MEN Chapter 11: Storms The ship Defiance rose and fell on the face of the Crystal Sea. What had promised to be a calm and serene ocean at the start of their voyage, only seven days ago, had now broken that promise and was stirred to bubbling fury. The storm was upon them. The wind lashed at the ship with the explosive force of several whips. Raindrops as large as a human fist were crashing down on the deck. Down below, the ocean roiled with breaking crests that were getting higher and higher: the hands of the sea were slowly enfolding the Defiance in their embrace. “All hands, prepare yourselves!” shouted Amelia as she took her place on the elevated quarterdeck. On the main deck below, her crew scurried all about, busying themselves with ship tasks to brace for the storm. Tarsus, Cecily and Finnian could only stand by and watch, half in shock at how...
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