The flames of the night fire danced, one might say cheerfully, if one considered this hell hole of a swamp a sunny location. The constant dampness, insects, and mud were really only better than the desert, a location no sane sailor should ever be stranded. His companions, friends really, had taken to treating him as …
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When Death Hovers
The smell of salt and wind filled my nostrils, and I gazed out unto the far horizon. My favorite place in all the world, the lookout's nest of the Nature's Sacrifice. Far below, I could see mother as she scoured the deck looking for me, before glancing up. There's no way that she could see …
The Night Before
My time among the deserts and communities of Khor have taught me many things, not least amongst them that the shorter lived beings move at nearly impossibly hectic paces. My family keeps logs filled with the minutia days and months at sea, trade logs, accounts, rosters of crew, events, weather, and more. Buried in them, if …
Last Dreams 