Domitia by S. Baring-Gould
Flashes as of lightning shot from each side of a galley as she was being rowed into port. She was a bireme, that is to say, had two tiers of oars; and as simultaneously the double sets were lifted, held for a moment suspended, wet with brine, feathered, and again dipped, every single blade gleamed, reflecting the declining western sun, and together formed a flash from each side of the vessel of a sheaf of rays.
The bireme was approaching the entrance to the harbor of Cenchraea.
The one white sail was filled with what little wind breathed, and it shone against a sapphire sea like a moon.
Genre: Literary Fiction
Flashes as of lightning shot from each side of a galley as she was being rowed into port. She was a bireme, that is to say, had two tiers of oars; and as simultaneously the double sets were lifted, held for a moment suspended, wet with brine, feathered, and again dipped, every single blade gleamed, reflecting the declining western sun, and together formed a flash from each side of the vessel of a sheaf of rays.
The bireme was approaching the entrance to the harbor of Cenchraea.
The one white sail was filled with what little wind breathed, and it shone against a sapphire sea like a moon.
Genre: Literary Fiction
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