Chosen of Kore: 54. Jules
“This is crazy — what's in Mudflat? Don't we need to go to Harbourtown?"
“This is crazy — what's in Mudflat? Don't we need to go to Harbourtown?"
Life had grown worse, if possible, since leave had ended.
In a castle hallway, Ghia came to.
Jules sighed as he made the final round of his shift. He was incredibly tired.
Ghia woke with a gasp, clutching her blanket to her chest.
Much to her surprise, Anala found herself liking Lares Stout-Heart, formerly known as Frowny-Face.
It was incredibly rude, he knew. And he should keep up the pretence of dislike. He knew this as well.
Nightfall on the fifth day since departure found Anala at Harbourtown, weary and still mired in ill thoughts.
Lyra paced anxiously in her room, rocking her newborn son, willing him a calm she herself did not feel.
Caelum would have been a rich man could he have made a career out of tardiness.