“There’s a harbor,” Cricket said, “the last harbor in the world, where the sea shatters boats upon spires of rock and ice, and the wind howls with the voices of all the lost souls slain there.”
Chapter LXII: Farther Shores
Eske is off on what might be his last adventure. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon.
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