“The wind tousled his hair, and Dain’s chest loosed a little as his gaze broke from the wooden maid to follow a breeze-blown gull toward the horizon. The distant salmon skies dipped over the rim of the sea, and for the first time since boarding, he wondered where the waves might take him.” SeaWindOceanShipsHorizonSailingNauticalGullsSkies Book:The Maiden Ship Source: The Maiden Ship
“The first mate leaned his massive form toward Dain. “I’m convinced that there’s never any harm in a little something to believe in.” BelieveFaithBeliefSeaOceanShipsSailingBelieving In SomethingFirst Mate Book:The Maiden Ship Source: The Maiden Ship