Captain Bjorn (Tales From The Compass Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
The moon winked brightly in the sky and waves tossed themselves against the jetties and docked ships, smelling of kelp and dried mussels. My throat stung in the salty air, and around me the planks of the wharf groaned as if to tell me to shut-up and go home already. Passersby glanced my way, then averted their gazes to the cliffs behind me. I sang louder through the cold, trying not to stare at the thin green scarf at my feet with it’s two coppers; trying not to calculate how much debt was owed our landlord by the end of the month. “ . . . Needle light crosses the land no more Gone the touch from the stars to the shore Heart of the Needle once brilliant and bright Shattered, cursed half our men to a hundred year night Softly sleeping though The Compass grieves and quakes Magic stirs though loved ones might never wake Northern and Southern Lights once glittering and fair, Now seem to mock, to laugh, to glare .
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