To Die a Dry Death: the True Story of the Batavia Shipwreck

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Genres: Fiction
He’d gone off to roister with the others and returned, stumbling and weaving, late in the night. Lucretia had feared he’d forget himself in his drunken state and force himself upon her but he’d fallen onto his mattress and was asleep in moments. With luck, his band of followers would be in the same state. As she laced her bodice Lucretia thought about the first man to die. Some soldier—she’d forgotten his name—executed for stealing wine. It seemed so long ago. And so trivial to what happened last night. Pray God her fears were groundless. But in her heart she knew that was not to be. She made her way through the silent settlement, hurrying past the stonecutter’s tent. Snores emanated from within and the remains of a fire still burned outside, sending a wavering column of smoke into a sky as blue and clear as a summer’s day in Holland. For once, even the breeze was still. The rest of the settlement was silent. No one moved. No one was about. An icy trickle ran down her spine.
To Die a Dry Death: the True Story of the Batavia Shipwreck
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