Again, I found myself adrift. I clasped the splintered fragments of my alchemy desk that came with me after the calamitous backfire. The bitter cold of my new environ surged through the bones in my fingers, rattling me to near suffocation. Steel-grey folds in the sea waves wove across a

It was a bad idea to play near the forest, the dark outline of the human-like stranger, watching him and Francis from behind gnarled branches, its ghostly whispers calling to them, asking them to come play.