The waves grew higher and higher and more and more anxious voices joined the few that were already calling out to their commanders, some of them crying out about how they could not swim, others wailing that their bones would be lost to the ocean, their families deprived of a chance at fulfilling their last rites.
"Hold fast! Everything is going according to plan!" Tam yelled out, convincing himself as much as he was convincing the soldiers. The waves were as tall as man now, and the coastline was now hidden from, only a faint line on the horizon.
Boson shook his head internally, surely the boss didn't expect all the soldiers to believe this, there was nothing in sight, and they were out amongst the waves and wind without the slightest hope.
Tam, resolute, strained his eyes in to the distance, the gloom of the heavy clouds laying over them. There! He glimpsed the flutter of what had to be a sail.
