The bonfire immediately grew from sparks in the kindling to dancing flames in the parched fuel. Soon it overtook the waning sunset as the source of light on the beach. The crew of the Siren Song, 75 in all, brought crates, camp stools, and small casks to set up as seating around the bonfire. One large barrel was rolled up into the midst of the gathering. At a nod from grace, one of the lads cracked the barrel head with a resounding thud, and opened the last of the Madeira captured more than two months prior. A cheer went up as the men dipped all manner of tankards and cups into the wine. “To the Captain!” Hawkins shouted as he raised a dripping cup. All around the fire, drinking vessels were raised, and the men cheered, “to the Captain!” Bartolo, ever present, passed Grace her tankard now brimming with wine... Want to know what happens in this chapter? Join the pirate crew... or at least claim a hammock on the beach on Patreon to finish reading this chapter of Treasure of the Sun Stone.