Peter And the Starcatchers
“Not ful-force yet; no, it was stil a long way from the fury that every man on the Jolly Roger could see was coming. But it was strong enough to make the rigging shriek; strong enough to rip the hat from Black Stache’s head and send it tumbling across the aft deck, with Smee’s blubbery body scuttling after it.
Stache seemed not to notice. As the gusts tossed his long, greasy curls, he stared back toward the storm. Dwindling rapidly astern was the Sea Devil—barely a speck, now— manned by the sailors he’d thrown off his new ship. When the Jolly Roger had cast them off, they’d been frantical y trying to jury-rig sails from whatever scraps of canvas they could find, hoping desperately to somehow outrun the black, boiling clouds bearing down on them.
Not bloody likely they’ll make it, thought Stache. It’ll be dicey enough for us.
The last of the Jolly Roger’s sails had just gone up, ful and bil owing; the masts groaned and the rigging creaked as the sleek ship, propel ed by the mighty f...ol owing wind, surged forward, sliding down the face of a great wave, then climbing the next.MoreLess
Stache seemed not to notice. As the gusts tossed his long, greasy curls, he stared back toward the storm. Dwindling rapidly astern was the Sea Devil—barely a speck, now— manned by the sailors he’d thrown off his new ship. When the Jolly Roger had cast them off, they’d been frantical y trying to jury-rig sails from whatever scraps of canvas they could find, hoping desperately to somehow outrun the black, boiling clouds bearing down on them.
Not bloody likely they’ll make it, thought Stache. It’ll be dicey enough for us.
The last of the Jolly Roger’s sails had just gone up, ful and bil owing; the masts groaned and the rigging creaked as the sleek ship, propel ed by the mighty f...ol owing wind, surged forward, sliding down the face of a great wave, then climbing the next.MoreLess
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