"We thought it was over. We should have
known better. We were tossed right inside the eye. The horizon had
sunk behind billowing walls of grumbling wrath. The ship headwayed
towards the edge, unseen in the growing darkness. Our sails,
destroyed. The anchor line, snapped. Drifting inside the spiralling
tower, electric arcs clawmarking the masts. Praying proved futile,
Nature was stronger than any god."
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