He didn't know anyone there. Not yet. But even from the shore, even before he started swimming (leaving, of course, the drowsy Lochan behind,) he knew there was a god there. He'd looked out across this coast before, on that fateful day when the reaper had almost taken his life, and those mist covered isles had not been in the distance.
The Haruspex |
SWP :: A light shining through
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