The frigate corkscrewed around and over the jet-black waves. Chemical-infested seawater burst through the back of the ship’s railings, spraying the quarter deck and hissing with smoke on every inch that it singed.
The Price of Non Compliance by Amy Trakos
The frigate corkscrewed around and over the jet-black waves. Chemical-infested seawater burst through the back of the ship’s railings, spraying the quarter deck and hissing with smoke on every inch that it singed.
