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It was Silas. He hadn't aged a day. He looked up, his eyes matching Elshabeth窶冱 amber gaze, and smiled a weary, heartbreaking smile.

She hurled her father窶冱 old silver sextant into the vertical wall. The object didn't sink; it hung in the air, spinning rapidly until it tore a hole in the fabric of the mist. The Iron Gull was pulled through the breach, leaving the world of men behind. The Gilded Shoal elshabeth readyrar

"Silas!" she screamed into the void. "I've brought the compass!" It was Silas

The crew watched in terror as the ocean ahead began to peel upward, like a page being turned. Instead of a wave, it was a vertical wall of water, shimmering with the reflections of stars that weren't in the sky. Most captains would have turned back, but Elshabeth Readyrar stepped to the prow and drew her rusted cutlass. She hurled her father窶冱 old silver sextant into

"Steady the wheel!" Elshabeth roared over a wind that sounded like human humming. "The horizon is folding!" The Folding Sea