Fighting the Undertow (the end)

by Serena W. Sorrell Far, far away, across four hundred leagues, Vandkys came to fear every dawn. Each morning brought closer the day she most dreaded, but couldn’t delay: the day she’d be wedded. Winter was ending, drawing to a close, and no matter how much she prayed the ground would soon thaw. The first…

Fighting the Undertow (part four)

by Serena W. Sorrell Halimeda awoke to sunlight through thatch and humming nearby. The smell of fish and smoke filled her lungs, along with the burning of breathing. Laughter outside burst in through the door. Not so faraway, voices lilted and lifted to her round human ears. It was a strange way to experience the…

Fighting the Undertow (part three)

by Serena W. Sorrell Far from the sea and far from the shore Vandkys worked to create something new. Not entirely new, but new just for her. The final in a series of bronze alloy bells. The first was far too much tin, and when iron was added the sound fell flat. It took several…