Seawrack: Chapter One, Part Three

Seawrack: Chapter One, Part Three

Seawrack: Chapter One, Part Three

The storm descended, and with it, winter closed his claws around the town. The fields, already sere and bare, turned to mud and slush. The streets of the town began to look dirty, no matter how much you swept the stones. When it wasn’t rain, it was sleet, and when it wasn’t raining or sleeting, it was bitter cold. Berylla didn’t like winter very much. It was familiar, like an old boot, but it…

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What Lies Beyond the Door

What Lies Beyond the Door

Welcome, greetings, and all that stuff – come in, come in out of the cold. Sit, have a cuppa, pass the time a little while. <She is wrapped in a colorful shawl over a long black gown, and a hat hides much of her face, but you can see her smiling. It is a warm, friendly smile, the smile of someone truly glad to see you.> So then, I’m Hawk – and you, my friend, are a curious traveler. It’s obvious…

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Seawrack: Chapter Three

Sudhaven’s markets were never quiet for long. At the height of noon, or just before the dawn tide came in, those were the only times that the market district calmed. By the time the sun came up, the fish markets were in full cry, every one of the merchants doing their level best to out-holler and out-sell their neighbor. The noise was astounding to a newcomer, but it was nothing unusual for those…

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Seawrack: Chapter Two, Part Three

Seawrack: Chapter Two, Part Three

Spring was ending, the heat of summer just beginning to take hold of the city. The white marble fairly blazed in the sunlight, making the sea away from the harbor seem darker than ever. Peregrine shivered, and turned away. He mustn’t dwell upon the coming journey so. He could not back out now. He caught Eglantine’s smirk, and firmed up his expression to completely hide his dismay. A flicker of…

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Seawrack: Chapter Three, Part Two

Seawrack: Chapter Three, Part Two

Berylla’s dockside job had been her first – when she’d arrived in Sudhaven, still sore in heart from losing her foster mother, she’d not had a lick of experience in doing much of anything. But she was Gorran, and Madhelan, and so she knew her way around a boat. Just enough to sign on with the rough crews of the Docks Belly fleet. “Fleet” was more like an honorary term. The “Docks Belly” part…

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