CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Merk stood at the bow of the small ship, Lorna beside him, sailing in the black of night up the western coast of Escalon. The Sorrow was still, eerily calm. All that was audible was the gentle splashing of tiny sea creatures jumping alongside the hull. Merk looked down and saw them swimming alongside their ship, following it, lighting up the night with their fluorescent scales as they glowed beneath the water. Merk found himself getting lost in their brilliant colorful patterns, and he felt as if the entire sea were following him.
Once again Merk found himself on a ship with Lorna, and again, he found himself overcome by his feelings for her. He had never truly felt close to anyone in his life, had never taken comfort in anyone’s presence, but with her, it was different.
