He stepped inside and shut the door behind him. A huge man stood in the doorway, dramatically framed by wisps of fog. He looked up and saw he was no longer alone. As he got his fit under control, he became aware that cold sea air was coming in an open door. The captain lit up a potent Turkish cigarette that triggered a coughing fit that doubled him over. The first mate went back to sleep, and the crew settled in their bunks while the first shift of stokers fed the coal into the boilers. That we have to burn down the walls around us, but it takes a very bright flame to do so. There was a passage of time and then she confessed: I see her whenever I look through the mask. I see her in the oaks outside of the Motherhouse. I see Honey in the Sunshine, and that's all. And then finally, perhaps in the year 1200-I am uncertain-I lay down in the vault for a long sleep. I saw it all happening, and yet I saw nothing. He himself made no sound, none at all: the soundless scream of agony never passed his lips, for the blackness came with the pain: but the straining ears of the men crouching in the rocks above caught clearly the dull, sickening crack as his right leg fractured cleanly in two, snapping like a rotten bough.
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