Chapter 1
The Captain
Isilen stood at the very end of the docks staring out into the sea, surrounded by its magnificent waters, listening to the waves as they came and went. It was still dark, sunrise was but a few minutes away and soon they would have to leave, but perhaps never return. The harbor was no longer as before, it was silent and the many posts where the fishermen used to shout their daily bargains were now empty, their weaved baskets barren and no customers in sight. Instead, the other side of the docks was where everyone was gathering. One by one, the lights from their houses went out and little lights from their lanterns followed the groups of people that made their way towards the sea. They looked like stars that had come down to play and danced among the heavy woods that made the land of Eidelvar.
She could see them from where she stood, but she had only looked back briefly to see the first groups arrive where the ships awaited. It was almost strange how fast the years had passed and now they found themselves running before Bragolthar’s return. Running had never been an option, fighting had always been the answer until they had witnessed true horror and loss. There was no other way now.
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