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CORAM’S HOPE

Part 6 of 8

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De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

11835 words

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High Cloud launched off Kurin’s shoulder and plunged into the sea, not far from the Grandalor’s rail.

In short order, the Sea Hawk surfaced, a fish flopping in his beak.  Outlined by the phosphorescence of disturbed plankton, the bird made his long takeoff run across the waves, lifting on hard driven wing strokes.  In only seconds, he was airborne, swooping low above the water, turning into the wind and rising gracefully.  A long glide around brought him back to Kurin’s shoulder.

Expertly and determinedly the big Sea Hawk pushed the freshly caught Skelt into Kurin’s mouth, so that she had to take it.  Smiling tiredly, she told the big bird, “Thanks, High Cloud.  I need more than a fish, just now, but it helps to know that you care.”  The bird regarded her carefully with a one eyed stare.  He slid his beak along her jaw in a careful preen and nibbled around her ear gently.  

Then he hopped down into Kurin’s lap and dug a claw in enough to get her attention.  As soon as she was looking, he stuck his head beneath his wing and pulled his feet up, sitting in her lap like it was a nest.  Pulling his head out again, he looked to see if she’d got his point.

Kurin smiled tiredly and replied, “I know, High Cloud.  We need to sleep but I keep having these horrible dreams.”

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CORAM’S HOPE

Part 5 of 8

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There was a whimpering sound rising through the deck.  It grew to sobbing and cries that could not be made out.  Tanlin left the discussion quickly, descending below decks, muttering, “<Good Dragons! Will she ha’ rest nae more?>”

Kurin was tossing in another nightmare.  She could see the people dying and could do nothing to help.  Their ships were being raked by catapult fire and she could not stop drumming the orders for the deadly volleys however much she wished to.  Somehow, Silor and Master Juris were trapped on the ships that she was destroying and they were dying too.  Dying again.

She was shaken gently awake. Tanlin crouched by Kurin’s bunk.  Concern and pity looked out at Kurin through Tanlin’s gray eyes.  In her heavy Arrakan accent she asked, “<The same dream agoin?>”

Kurin rolled to where she could hug Tanlin’s compact form to her and replied, tears leaking from her eyes, “Yes.  Will I ever stop seeing them die?”

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CORAM’S HOPE

Part 4 of 8

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“I had to break the main-brace.  Doing it let the broken mast fall and kept your ship afloat.  If the Carsis Rising had gone over, she would almost certainly have taken both you and your son Seph to Dark Iren along with Mathilda.”  Darkistry saw Coram recovering his grip on the tackle and relaxed a little.  Coram seemed to be responding well to her intellectual approach.  He had a lot of grief to deal with. Darkistry understood grief all too well.

“The other part of your question deals with the Grandalor’s unique command structure.  We have a special commander called the Battle Commanding.  When preparing for or fighting any battle, that person is in charge of the entire ship.  It requires talents that don’t show up in normal officer’s training.  We choose our Battle Commandings by careful testing with simulation attacks.”  Shrugging modestly, Darkistry stated, “I am the best one that we have found so far.  The next best is Barad, our Lady’s husband, and after him, Kurin.

“It was Kurin who ordered me to plan the battle against the Secret Fleet before the Konning Captain could launch his uprising.”  She eyed Coram sideways and added, “Even as a deck hand in the Secret Fleet, you knew about that part of the Konning Captain’s plan.  

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CORAM’S HOPE

Part 3 of 8

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Through the financing of combat damage repairs, Kurin now held large loans on all seven of the ships damaged in the battle.  Like all things that Kurin touched, tragedy and wealth were going hand in hand.

Coram looked disdainfully about the well lit and tidy ship’s mess, where Kurin had gathered the people that the Grandalor had taken from the ships of the Secret Fleet.  There was a woman with two children from the Sea Strider. There were two young people from the tops'l gang of the Crossover and an entire family, man, wife and son taken from the Morgana.  

Kurin stood at the head of the table and began, “I have done all that I can for you all.  I took you in before the Scattering to give you freedom from the restrictions of the Scattering Laws.  Each of you has skills that this ship or another can use.  For now, you must stay with the Grandalor.

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CORAM’S HOPE

Part 2 of 8

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While Seph was digesting that thought, Coram sat.  Grudgingly he conceded, “That’s true.  What can you possibly want from us?”

Tanlin looked at both Barad and Kurin, then shrugged, speaking in her dense Arrakan accent she said, “<If ‘twas me, it wad be naught.  Tis Kurin seen what Oi do nae.>”

Barad pointed out, “Kurin often sees  more than the rest of us.  That has a lot to do with why she’s so rich, for one thing.  You know that after your captains were defeated, all the personnel of the Secret Fleet were given honest Naral Fleet standard tests of your education.  

“You may have heard that the Konning Captain and his cronies used false testing in the establishment of their criminal aristocracy.  The honest tests were finished only yesterday.  Kurin has already studied all the scores of every person who was tested.  She also has checked the genuine ledgers and logs of all twelve Secret Fleet ships.”  Barad deferred to Kurin, “I’ll let her explain.”

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Coram Lim Carsis Rising gave a glare about the deck of the Grandalor.  It was a catapult shot from this ship that had sent his wife Mathilda to Dark Iren.  The Great Sea Dragon of Death took her to his deep halls beneath the Dragon Sea and the Grandalor remained.  There was no justice.  

Like any of the sailors from the mutinous Secret Fleet, his arms were bound with rope by his Naral Fleet guards before he was allowed aboard any ship other than the one that he was confined to.  He and his ten Gatherings old son, Seph, were escorted back toward the stern.

From the vantage point of the deck, Coram could see all that remained of the once proud Secret Fleet riding at anchorage.  All ten that remained afloat were secured and their sails taken from them.  Bare poles raised to the uncaring sky.

MIKHALA

Part 11 of 11

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Morgan’s Reef had never seen as many ships as Gathered for the emergency Council session.  The many Captains of the Naral fleet were struck with outrage as the case against the captive ships and their officers and Masters developed.

First, the officers and Masters were divided by ranks and given honestly administered fleet testing. Curious, Mikhala asked permission and sat for the examinations, too.

After critically examining the lunant given to her for the practical position fixing part of her test, she commented, “Kurin makes better ones than this!  This vernier is sloppy!”  Still, she took her sights and consulted the navigation tables.  Writing quickly, she handed in her answer slates. She was the first one done, commenting, “Why are they making such heavy weather of this?  Seems mostly obvious to me.”

She heard the quiet snort of, “Rigging-rat!” from one of the officers taking the test.

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MIKHALA

Part 10 of 11

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In the mess, Mikhala paced back and forth under the deck beams of the overhead.  The sympathetic cooks were trying to offer her snacks to alleviate her strain. Having something to munch helped, but only a little.  Pacing didn’t help at all, it only passed time.  She was near to tears.  So near to happiness for us both!  Now this!  If there is a good Dragon anywhere in the Depths, please!  Kenner is so important!  Please!

The high, whistling song of an Orca whale began outside the hull.  It was accompanied by the nearly explosive sushing splash of the multi-ton fish leaping and rolling.

Mikhala collapsed weeping.  The cooks helped her to bench and got a warm drink in her hand.  They were still fussing over her when Mikka entered the mess.

MIKHALA

Part 9 of 11

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A shaky hand beat the hailing drum of the Carsis Rising, “We surrender!  We can’t get a white flag up!”

“Surrender accepted!  Furl all sail.  Wait for boarders until we have done with the rest of the Secret Fleet!”

Runners brought welcome news to the Captain and the rest of the catapult crew.  The lance from the Carsis Rising had hit well above the water line and a few compartment bulkheads had been broken.  Damage Control already had the hull tight.  There were three casualties, no fatalities.  No severe damage.

While the Grandalor had been fighting her engagement, the rest of the Secret Fleet began to raise sail in an effort to get away.  They saw the ease with which the Crossover and Carsis Rising were dispatched.  

MIKHALA

Part 8 of 11

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Mikhala felt her throat, where the cord had bit in and husked, “What of his rights?  He needs a trial.  He needs the chance to rebut the charges.  Don’t do to him what the Naral fleet did to you.”

“<Never fear it, Mikhala, the law’ll be kept.>” said Captain Tanlin calmly.

Doctor Corin interrupted, “I have the spear pried out of the door, Captain.  We need to get this man to sickbay so that I can operate on him.”  He turned to Kenner and added, “This was an excellent thrust.  He has a good chance of a full recovery, if he lives beyond the next few days.”

Kenner handed off the spear to Erin and bound Carlin’s hands again with the same cord that had brought so much trouble.  Only then did he pull the tapered pin that held the spear head to the shaft.  Working carefully, he loosened the spear head socket and separated the shaft from it.

As he handed the spear shaft back to Erin, Kenner commented, “Pity we can’t leave this point in place.  It’s the first thing that’s actually shut up this scavenging bottom crawler.”

As he led Carlin away toward the sickbay, Erin returned, “You know why we can’t leave it in there. We need that spear point for fishing!”