Darkness blacker than the very worst of men’s hearts spread its ugly wings overhead, in this manner naught could be seen or discerned, just as the waves below menaced every man aboard the ship. The Bear’s Horn was a vessel like any other, in the frozen northlands that had spawned Hroðgar, a long-ship more than 18 meters long and 4 wide. It cut across th…
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