It was a dark and stormy night off the coast of Santo Stefano. The fierce wind nearly drove the ship to keel over. we had rolled almost 30 degrees. I was in search of a reason not to puke. I looked in the community drawer and found a copy of Fellowship. For lack of anything better(skinmag), I began to read.
I finished a day later and went in search of the next book. That was 1974. I've read it about once a year since then. It always seems as good as the first.
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