“Port side, push off! Starboard, brace and pole forward!”
The grinding sound continued and the Vidofnir began to slow. The sail fluttered disconsolately as the tailwind faded away.
“Put your backs into it!” Stigander added his weight to one of the starboard oars before the order was fully out of his mouth.
Einarr stowed his bow and jumped on to one of the port side oars. The fog was growing thicker with every moment.
The first notes of Reki’s song floated out over the Vidofnir, clear and low, and Einarr felt his arms warm and the fatigue of rowing begin to melt away. “Heave!”
More men joined on the oars. He could hear the creaking of wood from a second ship, now, even over the grunts of exertion from the Vidofnings. There was no going back at this point, not with someone else blocking the channel behind them.
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