‘And so Gleeth slept, and the light of his silvery crescent swept down and pointed a path right across the Primal Land. Five ships of Shad sailed that silvery swath on the Eastern Ocean, where now they crossed into the straits of Yhem; and in the stern of the fifth, there sat Tarra Khash alone with his thoughts.’
Love the alliteration.
— Nov 11, 2025 07:33AM
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