She slid from her blankets and having gone to bed fully dressed, headed for the door. She turned the handle and slid silently out of the room. The corridor was dark, but for a single lantern beside the ladder. Aside from the steady crashing of waves against the hull, all was still. Sliding her ha...
‘I don’t like the look of those clouds.’ Ilgrin did as he’d been told and hurried after the human. The great whisp cloud sat dauntingly above them, purple flashes of sheet lightning intermittently draining what little light remained in the sky. ‘Surely we must be close,’ Ilgrin replied, fatigued ...