Tip-Off #30 - Stormy Calm

"I muttered a hurried prayer to God and thought all was over."

"I muttered a hurried prayer to God and thought all was over."

But finally, "The gyrations of the whirl grew, gradually, less and less violent. The bottom of the gulf seemed slowly to uprise. The sky was clear, the winds had gone down, and the full moon was setting radiantly in the west."

- Edgar Allen Poe, "A Descent into the Maelstrom"

"So few grains of …