Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Rebekah Kirkman - Ink assignment

"The quay in Punta Arenas, carpeted with snow, jutted out like a dark shadow into the sea and the night. Beside it, the coastal cutter Micalvi was belching smoke, ready to depart..."
"The channel broke off for a stretch and the capricious waters of the Pacific rushed through, rocking the ship from port to starboard as it passed, before bursting on the coastal cliffs in a rose garden of foam."

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