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Chapter Six —The Night Crew, continued

Kara couldn’t sleep.  The bed was too soft and her mind was too full of new shapes for words, tumbling with thoughts about things once safely impossible.  She was still wide awake when she heard the strange noises outside the … Continue reading

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Chapter Five–Across the Eastern Ocean, continued

Djaren, Jon, the Professor, and Scholar Bellcaster, a member of Doctor Hallowfields’s last expedition, gathered daily to go over the books they had brought along, to compare notes, and to ask about Scholar Bellcaster’s personal experiences on the islands. Bellcaster … Continue reading

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Chapter Four–On the Land’s Wings, continued

Breakfast with the Blackfeathers was ridiculous.  The table was ridiculous, long planks laid out over barrels, covered in table linen and bending under platters of food. “Half the time I see you people, you’re eating,” Kara said.  She stared at … Continue reading

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Chapter Three–The Queen’s Orders, continued

Jon listened carefully while Djaren explained about Professor Hallowfield’s team being missing.  The name sounded a little familiar, but it wasn’t until he and Professor Sheridan were pulling her books from the shelves that he realized why.  “I know this … Continue reading

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Chapter Two–The Wave and its Consequences

Kara discovered she didn’t like ships.  She didn’t like when they went so far from shore that it became invisible for days or when they pitched and dipped on waves the size of hills.  Most of all, she didn’t like … Continue reading

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Chapter One–The Sea Bond, continued

Kara was being pursued.  That part was an ordinary occurrence.  She was terrified.  That was less ordinary. She skidded round the corner of a pile of crates waiting to be loaded onto the big steam ships, smelling tar, and dead … Continue reading

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