Saving Tirnan
By Alex Morgan
Captain Andrew scrutinized the deck of the Diamond. Bathed in bright moonlight, the huge ship rocked at anchor, back and forth, gently lulling her passengers and crew to sleep like a mother with an infant clutched to her bosom. He saw that some of the passengers remained on top in twos and threes, but most of them had retired to their cabins. The night watch walked among the small groups, ensuring everyone was comfortable. Some of the crew carried candles in lanterns, giving the illusion of the days of sail and wooden ships. The Diamond herself, a replica galleon, had been built with the likes of the Mary Rose in mind. The rustic setting was popular among those who wanted a sense of romanticism and nostalgia.
The cool breeze rippled across the surface of the
