The six lords of the sea, where each one lives, and the creatures every captain runs into sooner or later.
A huge serpent with pearl-grey and violet scales, a hood of lilac fins and horns on its head. It coils in the mist that rises off the ice floes, which is why ships spot it too late. It was for her that the southern harbors gathered their first hunting group.
Lives in Campo das Banquisas.
Its shell is covered in basalt columns, moss and stunted pines. From afar it looks like one more stone needle. Up close, it is already too late. Whole broadsides hit it and slide off the rock, and only a harpoon finds the gaps.
Lives in Agulhas de Basalto.
Cinnamon-red skin with golden spots, like spice spilled on a deck, and saffron-coloured suckers. It drags whole merchant ships to the bottom, cargo and all, and never lets go of what it grabs. Alone, nobody survives the eight arms.
Lives in Costa da Canela.
A blackish-green hull crusted with barnacles, grey sails hanging still and in tatters, green lanterns gone dark. And not a sound aboard. In a windless sea, it sails anyway. Do not wait to hear its guns: you only find out it fired when your hull cracks.
Lives in Mar das Calmarias.
It looks like the reef itself: dark stone, six short arms and two slits of green light where the eyes should be. It lies still for days on end, until someone sails too close. Plenty of wrecks in the east were blamed on a reef that, they say, was not there the day before.
Lives in Escolho Negro.
A monstrous five-masted ship of the line, with black iron sides and a shell of pale blue ice. The aurora lights its sails from within, green and violet, and will-o'-the-wisp burns in every lantern. Its figurehead is a hunched giant carrying the ship on its back. No hull in this sea can take its broadside alone.
Lives in Cabo da Aurora.
Every sea has its own. In the tropical shallows, eels and crabs. In the ice, horseshoe crabs and orcas. In the calms, sharks that wait for the wind to die along with you. All of them fall only to harpoons, and all of them bite up close. Keep your distance and you live longer.
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