United States or Azerbaijan ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
The crew dared not hoist sails, because not a man of the St. Peter had the physical strength to climb and lower canvas. The rain turned to sleet. The sleet froze to the rotting sails, to the ice-logged hull, to the wan yardarms frost-white like ghosts. At every lurch of the sea slush slithered down from the rigging on the shivering seamen.
Not far from the road, down there below in a tangle of pine branches, willows, and ferns, the frost-white stream fled toward the valley with all the seeming terror of escape. Here the team began their tugging and their panting and their long pauses to get breath.
Word Of The Day