Daughter of the Wind
“He worked the sail so the boat slowed. The day was bright, but he had heard of sea thieves who used one-man vessels to steal up on unsuspecting sailors. Gauk had drowsed, just for a moment, and now his heart raced.
With a snort, and a flurry of white water, something was nearby, salt spray bright in the air.
A seal’s head broke the surface of the sea.
He was a creature so dark, the whiskers on his snout were silver, his teeth white and perfect, the ridged interior of his mouth bright pink.
“Are... you lost?” Gauk asked, his query a dry rasp.
It was a question of some weight. Gauk himself would have been lost, if it were not for the traditional way-poems that every child in Spjothof knew by heart. These songs were a method of remembering navigational clues—landmarks and sea features. They contained information about rocky outcroppings and towns all the way from the farthest north, south along the Danish kingdom, to the land of the Franks.
Keep the seabirds, the guillemots and their kin within your mast’s shadow sailing north, sailing south.MoreLess
With a snort, and a flurry of white water, something was nearby, salt spray bright in the air.
A seal’s head broke the surface of the sea.
He was a creature so dark, the whiskers on his snout were silver, his teeth white and perfect, the ridged interior of his mouth bright pink.
“Are... you lost?” Gauk asked, his query a dry rasp.
It was a question of some weight. Gauk himself would have been lost, if it were not for the traditional way-poems that every child in Spjothof knew by heart. These songs were a method of remembering navigational clues—landmarks and sea features. They contained information about rocky outcroppings and towns all the way from the farthest north, south along the Danish kingdom, to the land of the Franks.
Keep the seabirds, the guillemots and their kin within your mast’s shadow sailing north, sailing south.MoreLess
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