Chapter 67 — The Sea of Silence
The ocean stretched before them like a sheet of liquid glass.
No waves. No wind. No sound.
It was the most beautiful — and most terrifying — sight Arin had ever seen.
Behind him, the last traces of Moonshadow Ridge glowed faintly on the horizon, its peaks dissolving into silver mist. Ahead, the world seemed endless. The Sea of Silence lived up to its name — a realm where even the gods dared not speak.
The small vessel creaked softly beneath them, every sound amplified in the heavy stillness. Lyra sat at the bow, her hair tied back, eyes scanning the motionless horizon.
“I thought seas were supposed to move,” she said finally, her voice unnervingly loud in the quiet.
Arin gripped the tiller. “This one doesn’t.”
“That’s not natural.”
“Nothing about th
