Chapter 30 – The Mackle Ship

They stood on top of a hill searching the area in the distance. ‘Could that be Lemirius Rock?’ said Jack, squinting. Something red had sprung up in a hazy shimmer in the vicinity of a large expanse of water. ‘Must be,’ said Ben. ‘Didn’t Ambrosius tell us that the hellish prickle mesh covers the wholeContinue reading “Chapter 30 – The Mackle Ship”