The Dead Men Stood Together (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
I still had the ties of kinship with him but I certainly would never have sought out his company. Yet still I didn’t want to be the cause of any trouble to him. We sailed on, all of us happy to pretend that nothing was now amiss – that all would be well in time so long as we could see the next few days out with the albatross as our mascot and guide. This was not a simple thing, for although the ice was gone the mist remained, and though the ship was driven by a healthy breeze this breeze seemed not to have any influence on the terrible mist. So on we sailed, blind beyond a few hundred yards, unable to see any horizon, wondering if the first thing we would see would be the jagged island or reef we wrecked ourselves upon. If that uncertainty wasn’t bad enough, then the mist itself was terrible in its own right, for that whispering was always there in the background, however much we tried to shut it out. We knew it was an enchanted fog, and we knew that until we were free of it, we were not free of the curse that had pulled us south into the ice.
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