The Captain followed the outstretched hand, raised the spyglass to his eyes, focused in on the narrow strip of hazy brown emerging between sea and sky, and said with palpable relief in his voice, "Finally."
"You won't be a Captain anymore, once we make landfall. They'll break up the ship for shelter and firewood," observed Father Ordry.
"No one will be happier than I, Father, that I may lay down the burden of these long months," the Captain said, spyglass trembling in his hand. "No one."
i like it
ReplyDeleteOoh, I would love to know why! Well written and intriguing.
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ReplyDeleteliked the mystery in it, nice writing
ReplyDeleteI like this. Elegant, loads of weight in that dialogue.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much :)
DeleteI want the chapter...five sentences are not enough!
ReplyDeleteAlas, they'll just have to do :)
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