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19AN2TEG11 DOCUMENT A Map of the British Isles today Map of the British Isles in 2041, taken from the novel After the Sea Rose by M.F.W. Curran Sheffield is an English city famous for its industrial past. Under a White Sun, we sailed across a submerged world. Below these waters
19AN2TEG11 DOCUMENT A Map of the British Isles today Map of the British Isles in 2041, taken from the novel After the Sea Rose by M.F.W. Curran Sheffield is an English city famous for its industrial past. Under a White Sun, we sailed across a submerged world. Below these waters were the towns, fields and hills of our ancestors. The ruins of the old world formed islands that were dangerous for we who fished the seas around the Isles of Sheffield. Before us, rising silently from the black water like giant robots, was a field of old 5 electricity pylons. To reach the best fishing grounds, we had to navigate this obstacle. Some pylons were leaning dangerously to one side as the salt water rusted their metal, others had fallen completely. Those were the most dangerous ones - their sharp steel hiding under the water, able to transpierce the thin hull1 of our boat like it was paper. Our boat, the Orpheum Lass, was made from the recycled wrecks of other 10 vessels by the shipbuilders of Sheffield. She was strong enough in the open sea, but here in the perilous waters off the Isles of Sheffield, it was another thing entirely. A boat could be pierced by a church spire, get tangled up in old power cables, or meet any one of a hundred hazards. 1 Hull : coque 1/7 19AN2TEG11 “These waters have been the end of many a fisherman, Pete, cutting their hulls 15 in two, and taking them to the bottom,” Jerry, the first mate said2 to me. “But if anyone can get a boat through this, it’s Big Joe.” I was a little more than a boy in those days and new to the sea, but Big Joe - Captain Joe Landon - had sailed the straits3 many times, fishing for cod, seabass and giant eels4. Before the sea rose, Joe had been a fisherman in the south, along the old 20 coast. When he fled north with millions of other refugees, his skill was a precious commodity. Sheffield lived off fish. With so little land left to farm, the city had no other choice […] We were confident. We were going home two days early with a hold so full of fish it would be the talk of Sheffield. With not enough food to feed the city, we would 25 be welcomed as heroes.