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Well - here is my vision of Scott's "Parlor Passage" as he described in his novel "Red Seas under Red Skies":

The tenth hour of the evening. Night fell like a cloak over the Ghostwinds; and the Poison Orchid, under topsails, stood in to the Parlor Passage gilded in white and amber light. A hundred alchemical lanterns had been shaken to life and placed around the ship's entire hull, a few in the rigging but most beneath the rail, casting rippling facets of false fire on the dark water just below.
...
"A quarter less six," called a leadsman.
"Fog coming up," said Jean. He and Locke stood at the starboard rail of the quarterdeck. Drakasha paced nearby, Mumchance had the wheel, and Delmastro stood by the binnacle with a small rack of precision timing glasses.
"That's how it starts," said Mumchance.

If you're interested in the creation process (OK, at least some steps), please have look here:
Passing the Parlor Passage

and and for all friends who came along with me:

~Sapharya
thanks for sharing the best Locke Lamora quotes in Finnish - which still sound like magical invocations to me

~le-filou
thanks for beeing so ... tyrannic (?) and enthusiastic

~Mojja
thanks for inspiring and encouraging me

*marthig
thanks for dropping by from time to time and keeping fingers crossed

And finally thanks to *scott-lynch for writing this smashing scene! (and I'm sorry for not beeing able to insert all hundred and more lights ... )

Description
Well - here is my vision of Scott's "Parlor Passage" as he described in his novel "Red Seas under Red Skies":

The tenth hour of the evening. Night fell like a cloak over the Ghostwinds; and the Poison Orchid, under topsails, stood in to the Parlor Passage gilded in white and amber light. A hundred alchemical lanterns had been shaken to life and placed around the ship's entire hull, a few in the rigging but most beneath the rail, casting rippling facets of false fire on the dark water just below.
...
"A quarter less six," called a leadsman.
"Fog coming up," said Jean. He and Locke stood at the starboard rail of the quarterdeck. Drakasha paced nearby, Mumchance had the wheel, and Delmastro stood by the binnacle with a small rack of precision timing glasses.
"That's how it starts," said Mumchance.

If you're interested in the creation process (OK, at least some steps), please have look here:
Passing the Parlor Passage

and and for all friends who came along with me:

~Sapharya
thanks for sharing the best Locke Lamora quotes in Finnish - which still sound like magical invocations to me

~le-filou
thanks for beeing so ... tyrannic (?) and enthusiastic

~Mojja
thanks for inspiring and encouraging me

*marthig
thanks for dropping by from time to time and keeping fingers crossed

And finally thanks to *scott-lynch for writing this smashing scene! (and I'm sorry for not beeing able to insert all hundred and more lights ... )