There was once a village bred by evil. On a barren coast of Cornwall lived a community of people who prayed for shipwrecks, who lured storm tossed ships to crash upon the sharp rocks of their shore. They fed and clothed themselves with the loot salvaged from the wreckage; dead sailors� tools and trinkets became decorations for their homes. Most never questioned their murderous way of life and then upon that pirates� ashore crashed a ship named the Isle of Skye. Only the youngest of its crew members, fourteen year-old John Spencer, survived the wreak. But would he ever escape the wreckers? This is his harrowing story. I read the first six chapters and then seamed to stray away from the book. On a side note, The Wreckers is the first book in the High Seas trilogy. Its sequels are, respectfully, The Smugglers and The Buccaneers. Naturally, I�m not going to read them.
There was once a village bred by evil. On a barren coast of Cornwall lived a community of people who prayed for shipwrecks, who lured storm tossed ships to crash upon the sharp rocks of their shore. They fed and clothed themselves with the loot salvaged from the wreckage; dead sailors� tools and trinkets became decorations for their homes. Most never questioned their murderous way of life and then upon that pirates� ashore crashed a ship named the Isle of Skye. Only the youngest of its crew members, fourteen year-old John Spencer, survived the wreak. But would he ever escape the wreckers? This is his harrowing story. I read the first six chapters and then seamed to stray away from the book. On a side note, The Wreckers is the first book in the High Seas trilogy. Its sequels are, respectfully, The Smugglers and The Buccaneers. Naturally, I�m not going to read them.
