If someone wants to give their thoughts I'd appreciate it.
I have looked over a few 250's here and I have to say, I am quite impressed.
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Sometime around 3 am, the ship’s bell rang in alarm. Feet scurried up the narrow stair to the promenade. Shouts rang out from the main deck above her. Whoever is ringing that bell better have a good damn reason to, she thought even before she opened her eyes.
The high-pitched vibrato seeped into her very bones. Waking from a restless sleep, she brushed her sweat-soaked, tangled hair off her face. Outside her door crewmen shouted, their words a garbled mess.
Arose Du Mouchelle pulled on her velvet robe and knotted the silk tie high over her burgeoning belly. She slipped out the warm Captain’s chamber into a thick as mud fog, her bare feet slapping the icy deck.
The crewmen pointed toward a dense plume. Their shouts absorbed by the sea and fog, drowning any sense they may have been making. She sniffed the salty air. A smoky tinge hit her tongue; the flavor of seared wood added to the murky taste of the mist. Her blue-green eyes scanned the distance. A young man standing next to her poked her with a periscope.
She gave a quick murmur of thanks and put the simple brass tube up to her eye. She adjusted the line of sight until a hulking shadow came into view. A red glow followed while billows of thick black smoke cloaked the stern.
Then crippled and floating without a heading the bow of a ship poked through a clearing. The name embossed on her side – “The Golden Eagle.”