VOR: Into the Maelstrom
Chapter One
The waning moon hung low over the horizon, a sliver of white, dimmed
now and again by wisps of trailing clouds. The waters of the
Atlantic shimmered in its silvery light, the gentle swells gleaming
like burnished steel, sweeping in against Angola's coastline. The
rolling surf crested and washed up onto a steep, shallow beach, then
fell back whispering the promise of its next surge. Even here, near
the water's edge, the land knew little relief from Africa's long
days. Late into the night the sun's heat continued to seep from the
blistered ground, barely stirred by a sluggish and intermittent
breeze.
Here the Maelstrom would first taste of the Earth.
A dozen fishing skiffs had been dragged well above the high-tide
mark and lashed to supports sunk deeply to prevent a rogue wave from
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