Tag: Journey to the Water

Journey to the Water Chapter XLV: The Summer Sea

Journey to the Water cover image: three evergreen trees stand on a hillside, shrouded in bluish fog. Subtitle reads: the sequel to Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea.

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Cricket was charged with provisioning me for my journey. She took me to a passage hidden behind a tapestry on the first floor, with a staircase that led us into the rocky bowels of the cliff. At the bottom, a tiny kitchen, no larger than a ship’s galley, sat dark and cavernous with only a clay chimney pipe to relieve the smoke. Why this place was hidden, and why it had to be here under the rock, Cricket did not say. Perhaps this was the only kitchen she had ever known. It certainly was her domain; a selection of copper pots and iron pans hung well within her reach, and I had to duck to avoid another rack of herbs hanging from the ceiling.

“Has Deinaros told you anything of my journey?” I asked her.

She rolled a selection of dried fish in a thin cloth and handed it to me. “No. If you return, you can tell me of it.”

“If I return?” I echoed. I could not help but smile at her utter lack of faith in me. “You think I won’t?”

She shrugged, and the trinkets still around her neck clattered softly. “We’ll see.”

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New Patreon Post/ Journey to the Water Chapter XLVI

“Ah, to be in such a hurry in the city of the dead,” the man said. “Why serve a living master in the short time before you enter the service of the old gods?”

Chapter XLVI: Ksadaja, the City of the Dead

Eske is after a relic hidden in the mysterious kingdom built into the trees of a great forest. First, he has to figure out how to get there. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon.

New Patreon Post/ Journey to the Water Chapter XLV

“If I return?” I echoed. I could not help but smile at her utter lack of faith in me. “You think I won’t?”

Chapter XLV: The Summer Sea

Eske is off again, this time to recover an artifact for the wizard who claims to be able to help with Eske’s quest. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon, or wait until next week for it to be posted here on the blog.

Journey to the Water Chapter XLIII: The Book-Collector

Journey to the Water cover image: three evergreen trees stand on a hillside, shrouded in bluish fog. Subtitle reads: the sequel to Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea.

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With the book removed from my care at last, a weight lifted from my shoulders. The relief came with a flare of panic—had I handed my one and only lead to the realms beyond death to a charlatan? Deinaros turned the pages, his brows furrowed in concentration and a pleased smile playing upon his lips. I had already faded from his awareness. 

If nothing else, Deinaros knew this book. On the word of his young attendant, he had expected it, like an old friend returned at last from a journey of decades. He greeted each horrifying diagram with a nod, each twisting line of text with a tap of one long finger. 

“Well done,” he said, more to the book than to me. “This copy is nearly complete. The only things missing are the long, rambling musings of my former master. Everything useful is here.”

“Your master wrote it?” I asked. “He must have traveled nearly as far as I. I retrieved this book many months ago, from an island in the southern sea.”

Deinaros glanced up for the briefest moment before his eyes returned to the page. “No, he only penned the original, centuries ago. He never left the city of his birth. His followers, myself among them, made copies, and those who found those copies made more still.”

My heart sank. How many ambitious rulers became like the king of Salmacha, their souls clinging to their bodies even as their flesh rotted and fell from their bones? A second, selfish question followed the first: how many ill-starred lovers, grieving parents, and lonely widows had taken the book and attempted the same task I had undertaken? Had the gods already taken up arms against a sea of sorrowful humanity, chasing away any chance I had of breaching their ordained defenses? 

“Very few now,” Deinaros said. “It was purged from the kingdoms of the West. So many were burned that the pyres reached the heavens. I have not seen a word or line from this book in many years.”

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New Patreon Post/ Journey to the Water Chapter XLIV

I lay awake, watching the stars move across my window, and contemplated setting out on my own once more with no guidance from the all-knowing one.

Chapter XLIV: Beside the Water

Eske finally gets some rest before he sets out on the next quest. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon. Right now I have only one tier, which is $3 a month. If you can’t spare $3, this chapter will be available to read here on the blog next week.

Journey to the Water Chapter XLII: The Sorcerer’s Tower

Journey to the Water cover image: three evergreen trees stand on a hillside, shrouded in bluish fog. Subtitle reads: the sequel to Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea.

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The girl led me through the market, her trinkets ringing like tiny bells and catching the afternoon sunlight. She glittered from shoulder to wrist. She wore straw sandals with fraying edges, and her steps on the stone pavement whispered like wind through a stand of reeds, disappearing under the din of the market and the roar of the surf below the cliff. The smell of salt and fresh fish filled the air.

I had missed the sea. My persistent melancholy lightened, like a small weight removed from the heavy pack on my back, as the white sails bloomed like flowers on the far horizon and the sun touched the waves with gold. Perhaps I should not have gone to Nagara, and instead stayed with my companions on the Lady of Osona, making my way here by means of the trade winds. There was no guarantee that Captain Hamilcar would have brought me here any faster; he followed his own maps, and went where the call of treasure and adventure led him. 

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New Patreon Post/ Journey to the Water Chapter XLIII

“The books are so old, their spines are weak, and things try to escape.”

Chapter XLIII: The Book-Collector

Eske has enlisted the help of a strange wizard and his stranger apprentice. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon.

Journey to the Water Chapter XLI: The City on the Cliffs

Journey to the Water cover image: three evergreen trees stand on a hillside, shrouded in bluish fog. Subtitle reads: the sequel to Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea.

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I left the tiny commune around Isra’s well, and I left the serene face of the goddess, and I wandered across the desert to the lands of the West. Somewhere beyond the northern horizon lay the lands of my people, where our gods walked the plains of endless ice in pursuit of the great beasts that ever eluded them, and my dragon-headed ship lay beneath water cold and dark as death. My journey would not lead me back there. I had to press forward. 

Once, my friend Aysulu had told me of the gods of the West. There were seven of them, she had said, like the seven Ascended of Phyreios, though they moved between faith and legend and metaphor and not in the streets of their cities. Isra was one of them. Like her, the others had wind-scarred faces and the faded implements of their stations held in their stone hands: a shepherd’s crook, a set of balancing scales, a scepter, a smith’s hammer. They towered over the dunes, their eyes long since etched away, the human hands who carved their figures buried beneath centuries of sand. At their feet, the remains of their temples crumbled into dust. 

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New Patreon Post/ Journey to the Water Chapter XLII

“When can I see the all-knowing one? Is he above?” I frowned and studied the small, brown face again. “Or are you the all-knowing one, and this is but a test I must pass?”

Chapter XLII: The Sorcerer’s Tower

Eske meets a wizard, but there’s more going on here than meets the eye. You can read this chapter right now on Patreon.

Song of the Week

Queens of the Stone Age, “My God Is the Sun”

Happy New Year!

I’ll have a new chapter of Journey to the Water on Patreon tomorrow, and last week’s chapter will be up here on Wednesday. This will be the posting schedule until further notice. Right now, I’m writing them only slightly ahead of when I’m making them available, but I hope to build up a backlog over the next couple of months.

I’ll also be working on The Well Below the Valley a bit this week. In case you’ve missed it, this is a historical, Lovecraftian horror audio drama based on my module for the Call of Cthulhu role-playing game system (you can find the tabletop version under the Modules tab above/under the Menu). Let me know in the comments if you are interested in reading the script or would prefer to listen to the eventual audio version without spoilers.

Over on Instagram, I’m doing at-least-weekly, casual one-card readings with a gigantic, mixed-up monster Tarot deck, if that’s something that interests you.

If you have a minute, I’d appreciate you signing this petition: no US weapons for war crimes