Saturday, July 27, 2013

Opening paragraphs.......................

The trawler plunged into the angry swells of the dark, furious sea like an awkward animal trying desperately to break out of an impenetrable swamp.  The waves rose to goliathan heights, crashing into the hull with the power of raw tonnage; the white sprays caught in the night sky cascaded downward over the deck under the force of the night wind.  Everywhere there were the sounds of inanimate pain, wood straining against wood, ropes twisting, stretched to the breaking point.  The animal was dying.
-Robert Ludlum,   The Bourne Identity

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