E.M. Prazeman > Quotes

“She sailed slowly along the east coasts, but here she surfed like a swift trader, icicles blown in strange angles and spirals in her rigging. The unearthly icicles often shattered, only to reform once more, and ice sometimes formed on the sails too, to break off in dangerous, sharp shards whenever the sails luffed.”
― E.M. Prazeman, Confidante

“Someone was listening outside his door. Mark closed his eyes and in his mind the monstrous waves soared high above their sails. He sang to soothe the water, but mostly he sang for the sailor who listened, and Laura, and Gale, and the ship. He could think of no greater honor than to sing in this place, where nothing lasted and everything mattered.”
― E.M. Prazeman, Confidante

“The heavy-hulled ship with its steel bow and iron-clad sides groaned, squeaked and crackled like a huge old wheelbarrow breaking under a load of big rocks.”
― E.M. Prazeman, Confidante