Chapter NineteenThe late afternoon always brought flocks of sea birds haunting the Grotesque as she made her way through the waters off of the coast of Caighgard. Ever since the sight of land had buoyed everybody's hopes, they had risen each day to see more rocky coastland slipping by. It was somewhat of a relief to see even the stony cliffs, as it was more to look at than the endless expanse of ocean. All of the Law Wizards had come to have a profound respect for the great blue deep, as the captain liked to call it. The way the currents would shift in the water as much as in the air was a skill it took a lifetime to learn, and they had barely scratched the surface. Here in the relative shallows, the blue turned to greens as the sea floor rose up to greet them, and groups of dark-skinned s
