by P. F. White

A sea story so salty that the Devil himself would turn away his eyes.

October 7th
City of Angels

The great war is over and, finally, my captainship is reinstated. I will not speak ill of my superiors here, but suffice to say that my captivity was not gentlemanly. That I was forced into the act of murder should come as no surprise. Nonetheless you, my superior officers, have once again seen fit to bless me with a ship, a crew, and a mission of utmost importance for a man as talented and fearless as I.

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