Captain Ersoy had commanded the Leyla for seventeen years. He knew her rhythms better than his own heartbeat. So when the barometer dropped faster than a stone in a well, his weathered face grew tight.

“Engines full astern!” Ersoy roared.

On the fourth day, they heard the whistling.

Stay in the real sea , it seems to say. This one is mine to guard.

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