Rent by jagged in rifts. They drew the raft in only enough to view the desolation under strange foul clouds and did not touch land. At one point the wind reversed pushing the Nacre far out to sea before he could angle it back. The smell was appalling. They had to tie shirts over their heads to keep the stinging particles out of eyes and lungs. The four mantas huddled inside the cabin no more comfortable though of course they did not need to breathe. After days and nights of this another range appeared... read more
