Phoenix Island~
Sethlyan Callan
Phoenix Island
“It was the day innocence died.”
In silence he imposed, Dara paddled the rowboat through the subterranean waterway. Dim light encroached on the darkness as their boat glided along a black-water canal. The promise of the sun began to warm away the chill. After a while, the canal’s banks met the sandy shores of stiller waters.
Dara paddled out into the vast expanse of Lake Jura.
Every question brought stony silence. Every grumble elicited a frown. Wherever Dara was taking them, they would go there quietly.
Out on the open water, for no apparent reason, Dara stopped paddling. He drew a finger-sized crystal prism from his pocket and tossed it overboard. After it splashed and sunk, Seth noticed the thin silver chain wrapped around Dara’s han
