"You left the bridge to deal with it, didn't you? A [\u2026] gentleman [\u2026] had accused a [\u2026] woman [\u2026] she challenged him to a duel. You smoothed the matter over. [\u2026] That, of course, was before the dark waters rose over the deck in hungry flood."@en . . "Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night."@en . "The Ship of Lights"@en . . "From: [[]] \t Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__"@en . . . . "The healing of a wound"@en . "From: [[]] \t Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__"@en . "4"^^ . "A Waking Dream of Water"@en .