Deep in the Drift, Spinning

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A pause only Winnifletch herself notices, a twinge in her guts as she unsacks the gull that Gert Mews has lugged to her sea-spindle shack. Dazed but not dead, the bird crawks down onto her workbench. Think of shearwater honey, Winni tells herself, with predictions truer than gold. She grabs its fat fluttersome breast. Jams it wings-and-all between her vise’s steel jaws. Holds firm. Don’t think of shattered sailors.
Original languageEnglish
Number of pages8
Specialist publicationBeneath Ceaseless Skies
Publication statusPublished - 10 Sep 2020


  • Deep
  • Drift
  • Spinning


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