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Isle of Man, 1713. Old One Eyes Bosun Reed speaks of a strange blue fire dancing upon the mast during a violent storm. When the light burns blue upon the mast, old sailors fall to pray. For it is not a lantern, nor the hand of man. It is St. Elmo’s fire. And he comes before the storm. It creeps along the rigging, dances at the yardarms’ ends, and whispers in the shrouds like a man with many friends. But it brings no comfort. Only warning. I’ve seen it thrice in thirty years. Thrice we were near our end. Twice we fought it. Twice we lived. The third time… the sea kept what was hers. When the blue light comes, do not boast. Do not sing. Do not speak his name. Trim the sails. Batten down. And wait for the morning if God allows. ⚓ From the world of The Old, The Young and the Ferryman by Sagaheim Pictures
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