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As soon as Edare had Dagon aboard, both Cain and Amarina broke their hold on the water. The current resumed, carrying the boat slowly along with it, but they hardly noticed in their single-minded concern. Everyone, it seemed, wanted to tend to him. Amarina and Edare beat the them to it. When...

Totally understandable -- hope everything's alright. Take whatever time you need.

Amarina was pulling herself to her feet just as Edare began throwing off his equipment to jump in. Luckily, Nima stopped him before he acted too rashly. "She's right," she agreed with a tinge of harsh determination, "We can handle this." She crossed over to the side of the boat where the...

Edare had a good point, even Amarina had to admit. She did so with silence. Actually, had he not said something, she might not have noticed a change in the water up ahead. The bends in the river threw off any early indications of other differences. Only when she really focused did she notice...

The chance to rest before their journey was a good idea, in theory, but truth was, neither of the siblings found much sleep in the passing night. They drifted in and out of slumber between anxious, intrusive thoughts, and then morning broke, and they were back at it again. This morning felt no...

LOL I feel like quite a few people would like to have quite a few words, after that whole fiasco. Cain's over here like

I had not imagined something as small as a kayak/canoe; I was thinking more like the flatboat or a sailing barge. It'd probably make more sense for it to be a smallish vessel, though, and I'm up for anything. I will say, the Sibs would be in for quite a surprise if it turned out they were going...

Only thing that comes to mind at the moment is that if they're staying another night, Amarina would probably insist on taking shifts like last time. Not a super important detail. How far ahead are we skipping?

Yep, looks like someone said Dagon could have been home "by the moon's peak," had he left with the message. So, I'm guessing the valley is probably windier than they'd like or something, rather than a straight shot? While the river might help them get over the peak so that they don't have to go...

😂 Brainstorming break?

Adfri's logic was solid. For a moment, Cain felt bad about having to withhold trust from him. He at least appeared to be trying to help, which, under any other circumstance, Cain would have been grateful for. But there was also no denying the comfort he felt once they were the only ones in the...

OMG, I realized I misread half of the things in your previous posts. The hilarious part is that I read it correctly back in January, but forgot and misread it this week before posting. x___x

Good to hear everyone's okay! I'm fortunate too, since pretty much my entire life can be transitioned to online without a hitch. 'Weird' is definitely a good way to describe everything, though.

Edare's promise didn't ease much wariness, but the tension in the room lightened noticeably as Boja was pulled away. Amarina emphasized her disdain with a glare as she watched her go. It was at least one less thing to worry about for now. For the first time in too long, she allowed herself to...

How's everyone hanging in there?

Amarina was poised to jump into a debate with the others, but they were all struck down by Adfri's warning. She would have been more careful with her words had she thought the intention was to keep Boja alive, but... To her surprise and dismay, it seemed the others felt quite differently than...

Yep, sounds perfectly reasonable to me.

Both of the siblings turned, shocked, toward Nima. That old, indignant look flared back in Amarina's eyes. But only for a moment before Nima corrected herself. She was leading, though indelicately, to the question they were all wondering. The question Boja failed to answer in her reply, but that...

Merry Christmas!

Boja may have apologized, but she definitely didn't sound sorry. With all her disdain for the Water Kingdom, she probably relished the look on Cain's face: concern, confusion, fear. Boja had a way of stirring those feelings. Always giving just enough to make them worry, but never enough to stop...