In a moment her hull hardened such that no life, no forces, weapons neither energy nor mass driven, could penetrate her. Energies spread along her sides like water spilling from a deck’s good washing. Show me skies that have never known man.” “Where are we questing today, Lord Quitamo?” The Lady Eglesia, the smartest ship of the fleet, emboldened her icon and stood it before him.
The Lady Eglesia spread her wings until so much white filled the sky nebulae grew jealous. They say they’ve been followed through four starfields but the other ship won’t identify.” He shrugged off sleep with his satin sheets, rising and reaching for his cutlass in one continuous motion. The Merchant Vessel Tyree hails us from the shoulders of Orion.” The ship chronometer’s eyes glowed in the dark, moving back and forth as they ticked off the seconds of the watch, its tail swishing rhythmically as if time, too, obeyed the sea’s waves.įirst Mate León, his shoulders like a lion’s and his hair a golden halo about his head, called through the horn. He thought ‘She snuffed out the candles’ and soon slept.
Seldom did The Lady Eglesia’s captain get a full night’s rest.īehind closed lids the cabin grew dim. He relaxed and allowed his mind to wander. His cabin door closed quietly and latched, secured. Waves rocked his ship lulling him to sleep. Don Quitamo rested his head on fine silk pillows and pulled the most excellent satin sheets over his body.
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