I asked. He certainly looked better. Color had returned to his face and he was gaining back some weight already.“I’d be better if I could breathe in the salt air through more than this tiny window,” he said. “Finfolk aren’t meant to be kept away from the sea, even ones who aren’t really finfolk a...
I blew the lock of blonde hair that had fallen into my eyes out of the way, but it fell back down, blocking my vision once again. I eyed the stringy ends. Maybe I should cut it. I had never thought much about my hair, I let it grow and do what it wanted. But Josh Canavan had short hair, probably ...
I squeezed them shut, hanging onto whoever’s arm I had hold of. I drifted through the current that pulled me into the light, wondering for a moment if all the stories about death were true. Maybe this wasn’t the way to Finfolkaheem after all. Maybe instead of going toward the light we should have...