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James sits on the berth and stares at the ship’s log sitting accusingly on his desk.
January 11th, 1848, he thinks absently. Fire set at Carnivale. Nine men lost.
After Carnivale, Bridgens tends to his captain.
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Inside a battered canvas tent somewhere on the Canadian mainland, James Fitzjames is shivering with cold.
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Whatever the reason, the dream came, and in it, Francis did not know he was dreaming. He was aware only of the wide expanse of white before him, so bright it pained his watering eyes. That in itself did not frighten him; there was a beauty about this landscape, a starkness and a purity sharp enough to slip beneath his ribcage and carve out what was rotten—he felt that knowledge keenly, and was grateful for it.
It was perhaps not peace he felt as he sat there, but something akin to it.
Then he heard the voices.
At forty-eight, with his career having ground to a halt and any hope of marriage setting like the winter sun, Francis Crozier has resigned himself to loneliness. He has no interest in ingratiating himself with the expedition’s men, least of all James Fitzjames, who is young and boastful and just like Ross in all the wrong ways.
But as the voyage progresses, and Francis is plagued by a series of strange and harrowing dreams, he can’t seem to put Fitzjames from his mind.
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James teetered, unintentionally leaning most of his weight into whoever’d caught him, and the two of them staggered until they fell against a brick wall. James had one fist in the man’s buttery leather jacket and another at the front of his jumper, and as he pulled his gaze up to look at the man’s face, the bottom of his stomach fell out.
“Professor Crozier,” he choked, flushing vibrantly red. Francis was staring down at him with wide eyes and parted lips, his mouth fashioned into a lax ‘o’ of surprise that had absolutely no right to work James up the way it did. “I—I’m so sorry; I didn’t see you.”
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“I’m going to fill you up,” James breathes, “till you’re absolutely aching with it.”

