Tideborn
The night I wash ashore, the stars look like barnacles—small and stubborn, clinging to a dark hull I can’t name. Waves unmake themselves around my ribs. The tide tries to pull me back, then changes…
Tideborn
The night I wash ashore, the stars look like barnacles—small and stubborn, clinging to a dark hull I can’t name. Waves unmake themselves around my ribs. The tide tries to pull me back, then changes…
The Tide of Two Worlds
Prince Andrew of Aqualis was born beneath the sapphire waves, heir to a kingdom woven from coral and light. His people said the ocean itself had blessed him — that when he was born, the…
Washed Ashore
Part 1: Waking Up at Sea Oh no, I’m going to be sick, she thought. She lay there, eyes shut, taking a deep breath. She could feel the spins through her feet. …
Forever by the Sea
(Based on Edgar Allan Poe's "Annabel Lee") He lay beside Annabel in the warm white sand, feeling the soft grains shift between his fingers. He closed his eyes and let the golden sunlight warm…