King succeeds brilliantly as making now familiar sandscape seem as imposing and new as it must have been to the sailors.—Publishers Weekly. On a calm May morning in 1815. Captain James Riley and the crew of the Commerce left port in Connecticut for an ordinary trading voyage, never imagining what awaited them. Shipwrecked off the African coast, captured by desert nomads and sold into slavery, they were dragged along on an insane journey through the heart of the Sahara in an unforgettable tale of survival, courage, and brotherhood.
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