Terrors waking that morning will find a few things amiss with the ship: 1. it's hot and humid inside their cabins, and 2. the ship itself is rocking. Swaying, in fact, as though the ice beneath them has melted and the ship is moving. Which it is, actually, and quite quickly too.
The holes in the side of Terror have been repaired, the rigging put up on the masts, the dual wheels of the helm moving as the ship races through the waves on its own. Up above the sun is shining brightly.
H.M.S. Terror is sailing once more, destination unknown.
The holes in the side of Terror have been repaired, the rigging put up on the masts, the dual wheels of the helm moving as the ship races through the waves on its own. Up above the sun is shining brightly.
H.M.S. Terror is sailing once more, destination unknown.
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Date: 2020-07-01 01:21 am (UTC)"And that should precisely give you an advantage with the ice! When I first arrived in the Arctic, I found the ice incredibly difficult to work with. Even now, I have to admit my magic revolving around the Arctic has less finesse than I'd like. Whereas you already know the landscape backwards and forwards!"
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Date: 2020-07-01 01:39 am (UTC)He pats his face. "Then you can try to drag whatever magic that doesn't exist out of me."
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Date: 2020-07-01 02:32 am (UTC)"We'll start up again tonight, apprentice. I'll see you in your dreams."
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Date: 2020-07-01 02:39 am (UTC)Crozier turns away from him, amused smirk on his face as he goes to tend to the helm.