Her body lurched in her seat as the torpedo hit and glanced off the side of the boat. At full speed it was barely staying ahead of the improvised artillery their fomer captors were shooting at them. As she looked behind her into the rushing water she could scarcely see what looked like comets falling, the bubbling white trails of matallic munitions. Their pursuers followed a short distance back, their aim hampered by the dark, the storm and the wake of the boat they followed. Now she looked ahead and hoped they reached the safety of the harbor before it was too late...
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2 comments:
Well THAT's different than your usual! Sounds like a wartime adventure. And I'm sure romance is on the way in the next chapter.
Forgive me. It's the fever.
No forgiving needed. It's a stretch for me to do these "wartime" pieces (like http://citlalisocean.blogspot.com/2007/08/playing-with-fire.html#links - the first one). The photos jump at me but the words are harder. Still it's probably only going to get easier if I keep trying... = ]
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