themeletor | PtT again!

*drumroll* Here behold the monumental and spectacular, the tenth installment of Psalms to the Taffrail, also known as "Mr. Midshipman Norrington" (with apologies to C.S. Forester) or, more recently, "The Fic That Ate -M's Life" I am posing this final desperate pitch: read, comment, please! It's posted in small chunks; you can go a piece at a time and that's fine with me. Or you can take on the whole thing in one go and that's alright too! Just please, please, and I do mean to beg shamelessly, please read and feedback. Please? Come on, it's fun, easy, and relatively painless. To the best of my knowledge, that is. Anyway...

Title: Psalms to the Taffrail - 10 (Times of War)
Author: -M
Rating: G
Pairing: it's JN/JS, but this chapter's actually between Captain Harman and his First Lieutenant.
Length: 975 words
Warnings: nothing comes to mind

"Come away, fellow sailors, come away,
Your anchors be weighing:
Time and tide will admit no delaying,
Take a bowsey short leave of your nymphs on the shore
And silence their mourning with vows of returning,
Tho' never intending to visit them more."

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