Drabble: The Tunnels

In the middle of Julrane’s garden was a built up circle of stones, like a well, though the sea dwellers naturally had no need for wells like we have on the surface, so the one in Julrane’s garden had another purpose than drawing water, and Julrane was one of the few people outside Gulfia’s government... Continue Reading →

Narrative Poem: The Lighthouse

A single blue haired figure soars alone at night, through the waters above her subacquatic home. Gravity is for surface dwellers; the sea gives flight. That’s why the Ancestors sank themselves in the foam.   She whispers thanks to them as she nears the sky’s edge. She puts her hand through the ocean’s skin, feels... Continue Reading →

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