Aethosphere Chronicles: Winds of Duty
“From deep below, the relentless hammering of the ship’s engine beat like a heart, disconcerting in its steady repetition as it washed out most other noises. Nearly all the gas-lamps hung in ruins, their sconces dashed to pieces within the bulkhead brackets, save one, burning somewhere deeper in the well. Only a meager flicker of its sanguine light rose up in greeting, but at times even that threatened to gutter out to utter darkness. The walls around him were charred black, and in places the boards had pulled away like dead flesh.
Bar coughed against the ashy soot choking the air in a hellish fog, and only after shielding his nose and mouth in the crook of his arm could he move on. This was a real mess. He hadn’t seen this sort of devastation in a long time, not since the fuel fire all those years back.
The Kinglanders must have succeeded in creating their powder charges, reasoned Bar with mounting anger, carefully negotiating the damaged steps. How could they be so reckless? They ris...ked setting the whole damn ship on fire!MoreLess
Bar coughed against the ashy soot choking the air in a hellish fog, and only after shielding his nose and mouth in the crook of his arm could he move on. This was a real mess. He hadn’t seen this sort of devastation in a long time, not since the fuel fire all those years back.
The Kinglanders must have succeeded in creating their powder charges, reasoned Bar with mounting anger, carefully negotiating the damaged steps. How could they be so reckless? They ris...ked setting the whole damn ship on fire!MoreLess
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