by Suzan Abrams

On the famous Selander Bridge which is a coastal line that partly skirts the city and lies about a kilometre away from Dar, a distant cargo haul caterpillars its way to the high seas, with obedient docility. One by one, 10 steely ships pay homage to their regal procession, each shouldered by an eternal skyline. In the brush of mist and cloud, there is no turning back. Only two offer a sudden telescopic glance at the curious observer; their snouts hinting at gloom and ferocity. This, should any adventurer trail their secret willful journey.