Part 6: Stone and Sky
I could just turn into a bird and fly the rest of the way to Canada.
Aldara Cromlech leaned over the rail of the cruise ship and looked out over the infinite inky-black swells of the Atlantic Ocean. She wasn't going to shift her shape and fly. She was trying to put her harpy past behind her and live in the human world now.
She had only fifteen minutes until her next performance and she loved the fresh air as compared to the smoky atmosphere of the ship's lounge where she sang. It was going to take her much longer to reach North America this way than in an airplane, but she was enjoying the cruise and was proud of the fact that by singing in the lounge every night, she was paying her own way. The small sum of money she'd been bequeathed by her foster father wouldn't
