Title: Confessio Nauticus
Genre: Historical Fiction
Iudila pounded on the door of the ship's hold. "Claudia. Anyone," he shouted, his voice shrill. His cries went unanswered, but still he beat his fists against the oak. The cramped space was lit only by the blood-orange glow of flames that licked at the timbers overhead. In the dancing half-light, the knotted planks of the door formed a sinister face that leered at the boy. Iudila reeled back, slipped and fell into the rising water. Rotten food and human waste floated about him. He spat out the tainted seawater that splashed into his mouth.