Candle at Fairlight Cove

Fairlight Cove, October 1818The lantern swung wildly in the wind, its flame guttering as the French cutter lurched toward the rocks. The sea roared like a living thing, black and furious beneath the moon. On the cliff above, three men held their breath, their false beacon glowing like a wicked star."e;Steady,"e; one whispered. "e;She's coming in."e;Below, the ship's crew shouted in French, their v...