"Eric Van Lustbader - Sunset Warrior 3 - Dai-San" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lustbader Eric van)

reflected through the porthole burnishing the
brass compass. Splash of the creaming water.

"Where are you?"

Here.

He moved to the closed door. The tiny glow
from the spangled night played along the muscles
of his naked back.

In your mind.

He pulled open the door.

"Who are you?"

I do not know.

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And he went swiftly down the companionway,
silently as a cat, to her cabin, to meet her.

By the time he came on deck, it was already
midway through the dragonfly watch. He went up
the aft companionway to the high poop, crossed
to the stern rail. His dark green sea cloak
whipped about his legs in the pre-dawn breeze.
High aloft, the thick white canvas of the sails,
faintly luminescent with incipient light, cracked;
the yards creaked as the ship ran eastward.
Behind them, the night shrank back as if in terror
from the pearl light of the nascent sun. Their
wake was black.

There was already some movement around the
fo'c'sle hatch, but he ignored it, staring fixedly out
to sea, contemplating the vastness upon which
they rode.

"He spends precious time up there." The voice
came from behind him.

"Hmmm?"

"Morning, Captain."