> Time shenanigans is one of the bingo square prompts this year on /r/fantasy
Oho?
The full title is "The Adventures of Damnation Kane Book I: Out of Place and Out of Time".
Here's a teaser (the story is mostly told from the perspective of Kane as a ship's log):
> But that thing that I saw when we came in sight of the shore! I thought it was a part of the land: the White Cliffs of Dover on the shore of the New World. Until it moved. Until it blew smoke from its back, like the spume of a whale, and sounded a horn that could have drowned out Gabriel’s trumpet, and then it sailed across the bay before us. Against the wind. Against the tide.
> It was a hundred feet high, two hundred. Pure white, shining like the clouds in a summer sky. It would have stretched from one end of the village where my mother raised me to the other, and beyond. It was smoking – there was fire on it – fire, the curse of ships, the terror of all sailors. And it sailed through the waves, without sail, without oars.
> I looked through my glass and I saw the faces of the men and women aboard. I saw children. They smiled.
> I looked at its bow and I saw written there in letters as tall as a man, “GRAND PRINCESS.”
Dunno why it's not on Amazon, but it's available as an eBook on SmashWords in several different formats including mobi (Kindle).
https://www.smashwords.com/books/byseries/33132
The first 8 chapters can be read for free on the SmashWords web reader:
https://www.smashwords.com/extreader/read/823124/1/the-adven...
> Time shenanigans is one of the bingo square prompts this year on /r/fantasy
Oho?
The full title is "The Adventures of Damnation Kane Book I: Out of Place and Out of Time".
Here's a teaser (the story is mostly told from the perspective of Kane as a ship's log):
> But that thing that I saw when we came in sight of the shore! I thought it was a part of the land: the White Cliffs of Dover on the shore of the New World. Until it moved. Until it blew smoke from its back, like the spume of a whale, and sounded a horn that could have drowned out Gabriel’s trumpet, and then it sailed across the bay before us. Against the wind. Against the tide.
> It was a hundred feet high, two hundred. Pure white, shining like the clouds in a summer sky. It would have stretched from one end of the village where my mother raised me to the other, and beyond. It was smoking – there was fire on it – fire, the curse of ships, the terror of all sailors. And it sailed through the waves, without sail, without oars.
> I looked through my glass and I saw the faces of the men and women aboard. I saw children. They smiled.
> I looked at its bow and I saw written there in letters as tall as a man, “GRAND PRINCESS.”
> It was a ship. A ship the size of a mountain.
> We are in Hell.