Between the Helm and the Horizon
There is a space between what a captain knows and what a man feels. It is not a gap, exactly, but a region of indeterminate width and variable depth, a zone where the instruments go silent and the compass spins without purpose. Captain Thomas Wells had spent his entire career avoiding this space, steering around it as carefully as he steered around the Goodwin Sands. But on the night of October...
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