"There was a ship..." (ship)

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No: HPFGUIDX 11088

	The chattering crowd hushes on the entertainment deck, 
conversations fail, ice cubes clink  against the cocktail glasses 
clutched in suddenly nerveless hands.
	The sun is setting. Over the wine dark sea the SS Snape/Lily comes 
gliding on a freezing wind, her torn sails black against the
blood-red 
sky, her mariners ghostly, a single albatross following on wide 
unwavering wings...
Pippin