Sequoia Coast Mother Called Me Home

her heart hurt in a way she could not describe. for a moment, she need look away. deep copper eyes keen to see the churn of the sea, the clouds brewing off the coast.

girl, but he too called her sea queen.

she remembered the pale fur of asmodeus with tinges of crimson. she remembered the nameless man she had thought to give to the sea.

why she remembered these things, she could not say. it was lost to her. lost to his voice.

my home is near, she told him. information as much as it was warning. not all would be so kind, but surely he knew. aged, kissed by time. i make it my work to protect them.

where will you go, sjøkonge?

she dared to hurt herself. to grant him a title as high as the one he had given her.