The bonfire immediately grew from sparks in the kindling to dancing flames in the parched fuel. Soon it overtook the waning sunset as the source of light on the beach. The crew of the Siren Song, 75 in all, brought crates, camp stools, and small casks to set up as seating around the bonfire. One large barrel was rolled up into the midst of the gathering. At a nod from grace, one of the lads cracked the barrel head with a resounding thud, and opened the last of the Madeira captured more than two months... Enjoying the sneak peek of this chapter? Click the button below to choose your level of support and unlock this and all of the chapters.