Redhawk Caldera pokeweed

There, that smile. That was the one she couldn’t get enough of.

Bridget laughed. Fish conspiracies!! I love it! Maybe they’d consider lightning some kind of weird, make believe bird. Or maybe they had no idea that birds existed either. Who really knew what a fish knew?

She’d tuck the “phantom of the river” away for future use, but it was easy to tell that the conversation had taken a turn towards contemplation again. Bridget tried to recall what she knew of Sapphique; not much, except that they were…. What was the word she wanted? Formidable.

I can’t imagine fishing with the waves. I wonder if there’s a trick to it. Bridget hadn’t gotten the chance to learn during her own time on the coast. Recovering, she’d mainly avoided the water. Sapphique… that’s Reyes’ family, right? She didn’t ask for more of an answer than that, but she was definitely curious. What made her want to return there?