It felt like a dream; for one thing, his heart was no longer beating. His lungs should have also been begging for air… something’s amiss…
There was something else wrong, but he could not reason it out. Not knowing what it was, would annoy him… like standing at attention with an itch…
Marc looked straight up and used his knees to launch himself off the bottom. He needed seven-hundred-and-ninety-two kicks to break the surface… That’s a long way down!
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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