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Day 30: Ship’s Stew

On March 23, 2020March 28, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn Fiction, To Those Who Seek SirensLeave a comment

Cyprus shoved Shay to move. The other boy gave the pirate his best cheeky grin, and Halse spooned out a dribble of thin, greenish stew for him along with some misshapen bits of meat.

Day 28: Foreign Market

On March 21, 2020March 21, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

“Lonan, be reasonable, boy,” Neils extended a placating hand toward him, as if to divert a rockslide. “We’ve all taken a blow today. There’s no use in taking another. I’ve done some sailing in my day, and no ship of Serafina’s could catch a ship like that captain’s.”

Day 26: Leaving Poetry

On January 20, 2020January 20, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn Fiction6 Comments

Beyond the great blue expanse, the coast of Avalon sat like a circlet atop the waves. It was so far away already Cyprus couldn’t make out any buildings, only the greenish ups and downs of hills. “There she goes,” Kaz said cheerfully, noting the change in Cyprus’s expression.

Day 25: Rats Belowdecks

On January 20, 2020January 20, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

A goat screamed above. The smell of blood and urine rolled down the stairs. Cyprus and Shay clung to the net and each other, shaking.

Day 22: Pearl White

On January 18, 2020January 18, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

After the first pirate attack there were the humiliating murmurs, the way Neils would gently separate them after that. He’s meant for Cypress, people tried to explain to Lonan. Then Xan got the seashell tattoo, pearl-white on his chest.

Day 20: Driftwood Boys

On January 17, 2020January 17, 2020 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

Xan turned and watched him until he misstepped, overturning the driftwood and tripping into the sand. “If that’s what you want,” he said.

Day 17: Witch’s Jig

On November 22, 2019November 22, 2019 By Elyan WhiteIn Fiction1 Comment

The flutist stood at the railing of the ship, playing a cheery jig over it all. The song died when Lonan skidded to the water’s edge. He looked Lonan up and down.

Day 16: Seized

On November 22, 2019November 22, 2019 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

The pirates still in the street—excluding the man who’d taken the swords, with the blacksmith and the Rune-reader dead at his feet—bristled towards the newcomers. One of them seized Lonan by the upper arms and hauled him against the wall with everyone else.

Day 15: Abandoned Street

On November 22, 2019November 22, 2019 By Elyan WhiteIn FictionLeave a comment

Everyone had abandoned the street by the time Lonan returned to it. Doors still hung open. All the people were turned out of their houses, and continents of pottery shards were scattered outside Serafina Fiamma. There was no fire this time, no scorched feathers.

Day 12: Magpie Ship

On November 15, 2019November 15, 2019 By Elyan WhiteIn Fiction3 Comments

She was slim like a leaf and painted in a dark stain, highlighted by white-grained wood underneath. The lateen sails were cleanly secured, and her prow dipped gently over each pull of the tide.

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