Chapter Five: A Sliver and a Spark

Eastmere, Mjimeri, Central Isle Approximately 471 miles south, Cyrus Atlas Finn sat on a three-legged stool behind a garishly painted wooden counter and moped. His latest shipment of herbs, spices, and dyes had been lost on the Frigid Sea, and his favorite scuttering captain with it. On top of that, his cat had disappeared. Fishnik … Continue reading Chapter Five: A Sliver and a Spark

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Chapter Four: The Ice Does Not Forgive

South Port, Blitzkrieg Ryker twisted around to face the husk, his boots sliding on the snow-coated ice. Surprisingly, the husk had followed him across the slippery surface, its homogenous gait even more rigid on the glacier. Behind Ryker, the choppy waves of the Frigid Sea rammed against the edge of the icecap, broken slabs drifting … Continue reading Chapter Four: The Ice Does Not Forgive

Chapter Three: The Death of Brannaw the Younger

The Shifting Highlands, northeast of Central Isle  Apata was tired. Down to her bones and the roots of her hair. Her hands shook, and her vision blurred with fatigue. The animal hide field tent only came into sight with muted colors and fuzzy outlines. The blue and pink-white whorls of her skin seemed strangely blended. … Continue reading Chapter Three: The Death of Brannaw the Younger

Chapter One: The Water Sees and Understands

South Port, Blitzkrieg Taegan Ryker walked along the dock of the southernmost port in Blitzkrieg. Just beyond the snowcapped waters lay the rest of Bakkaj’s many islands. Blitzkrieg was the northernmost island, and therefore cold nine out of the thirteen months of the year. Ryker coughed into his palm, his breath steamy, and tugged the … Continue reading Chapter One: The Water Sees and Understands