Nova Peak barriers of trust will fade

sobeille said nothing as the smile fell away from ravens call's face -- but she noted the sincerity with a strange species of gratitude.

it seemed winsook was sheltered from the strife at sea. she wondered if this safety would always be so. last she had seen skorpa, she had laughed bitterly at the notion of peace and had seen the measured glint in the northerner's eye.

perhaps he now knew why she laughed.

i would like to know of dis conflict. her eyes said the rest: so i can prepare me and mine.

as for what they took? sobeille could not hide the quirk of her lips, as if the pirates had only stolen rations or meager supplies.

every'ting.

my maman, my tante, my cousin, and de futures of sapphique.