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The once-proud war galleon was named the Resolve, and she listed drunkenly in the nightmare sea, her seams slowly failing while she tried to hold back the brackish ocean that pressed relentlessly against her sides. Her ship's wheel tied off on each side and her sails belayed, she rolled awkwardly at the mercy of the elements. The crew had tried to keep the ship's lanterns lit, but the squalls of rain kept extinguishing them, finally forcing a surrender to larger torches both fore and aft. The firelight cast oddly shifting shadows upon her gently rolling hulk, revealing areas of scorched and destroyed deck and railing.
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Robert Newcomb, The Fifth Sorceress (Del Rey, July 30, 2002)

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