The Wooden World, Part 25.

[thebrettguy]

When Rothwell emerged from his cabin in the morning, he was completely pulled together - "frockers and cockers" as he and his friends called it in their Lieutenant days, due to the frock coat and cocked hat. His hair was styled immaculately, and his bearing was calm and controlled

Comments

[dabria]

Wow. I loved reading the four new posts, very well done. Go Rothwell. Man, I love him. I can't believe he shot that guy, but at the same time, I understand why he had to. It's weird, feeling like I know a guy who lives only inside your head. Strange indeed. I like seeing the progression from when he was a midshipman and didn't like to take risks to now, when he's a captain and nows he has to act and he has to do it now. No waiting and weighing up the risks. Good stuff.

As always, a good read! Thanks! xx

[thebrettguy]

Thank ya :) These last few posts sort of all tumbled out at once. Nice to have some writing time again.