Leviathans

The bowl of the sky was lavender with the dying night.

Polkovnik Mikhail Kozlov’s mighty vessel rocked gently

at tether. A life-long mariner, Kozlov handled the ship’s

easy roll without thinking of it. His mind was on other things.
On this morning, the morning of eighteen October 1896,

the tsar’s proudest ships were moving to break the Japanese

stranglehold on Vladivostok. Even now, the sleek, powerful

hulls of the Baltic Fleet were slicing through the blue waters

of the Korean Strait on their way to punish the

Imperial Japanese Navy.

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