There was a little silver moon—Diana's moon, the crescent of the huntress.
But to her, at last, there came a day when she was no longer the huntress but the hunted.
She symbolized Diana the Huntress, and was followed by her faithful hounds.
"There is no ship like a privateer, and no privateer like the Huntress," he was saying.
Beyond them, the lights of the Huntress showed ...