Music:               The closest they’d ever get to the Seven Skies, that’s what the captain told them. Nine months at sea was the longest Aymar had ever been, fed Baldwin’s stories over supper to satisfy his mind and belly. Five weeks since the last port, and three days without any signs of life, not a gull or cod to spy. A calloused hand shook Aymar from his daydreams. “Up, lad, be hush about it,” said the deckhand, his long, greasy hair hiding h