“SHIP” in italiano

No threats, no promises to ship her off to the human lands.

He crashed into the top of one ship and tore out its heart with his teeth, held it as a shield against a dozen flashes of lightning as the glasship fell, then tossed it arcing away to smash into the side of another and send both tumbling away into the abyss.

On the ship.

Purchase them from the desert men who trade in the shadow of the Godspike or ship them from Vespinarr or conjure them from your chamber pot, I do not care nor do I wish to know.

One ring slipped off, one dip of a finger in a full cup, that was all it would take, but no one except Bronzehand had answered him for months and Bronzehand was in a ship far away, and anyway Sivan claimed to work for him so he was hardly going to offer any help.

Worse than these pains was the agony of the ship.

If Croutier says we all perished in the city and they found the ship abandoned, who is going to say otherwise?

A pod of whales followed the side of the ship as golden sparks were scattered by them.

“The ship knows he’s alive,” she said, pointing at Persin.

“I saw only dead men, and a ship in our enemy’s hands.

Zafir looked deep inside to see if she could find any shred of pity for Shrin Chrias Kwen and what she’d done to him, but all she saw was Brightstar’s blood pooling across the floor of her little cabin on Quai’Shu’s ship the day they’d arrived in Xican, and then, much later, when he’d come to her with his men and told them to rape her, one after another.