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\u201cHelp yourself.\u201d Neima lifted the remains of a fat, flaky biscuit and waved it at the cook. \u201cTack, these are the best biscuits I\u2019ve ever had. What\u2019s your secret?\u201d His eyes narrowed. \u201cLard.\u201d \u201cWhat?\u201d \u201cLard. Pig fat. Lots of it. You can\u2019t have a flaky biscuit without it.\u201d \u201cGood to know. I don\u2019t know how to bake.\u201d Rox waved his biscuit. \u201cBeware, Ned.<\/p>\n

When Tack runs out of lard, you\u2019ll find out the reason for his nickname.\u201d \u201cWhich is?\u201d \u201cThey taste like bricks. We call \u2018em hard tack.\u201d Rox guffawed loudly, and the table erupted in laughter. Tack rolled his eyes and returned to stirring his pot. Another wave crashed over the bow of the Westwind\u2019s Wraith and knocked the ship wildly from side to side.<\/p>\n

A loose barrel crashed along the hallway, and the planks of the ship groaned. Neima woke with a start and caught herself before she slid out of her bunk. The hammock above her was empty. Theo probably never came to bed and stayed topside to help the crew. The captain had insisted she go below when a harsh wind almost blew her over the side.<\/p>\n

She was useless and in the way. The cabin door crashed open, and Theo entered, water dripping from his soaked clothing. He braced himself against the walls of the tiny cabin as the ship pitched sharply to the right. \u201cWhat\u2019s happening up there?\u201d Neima yelped. \u201cThe worst storm I\u2019ve ever seen. Captain Mac said to come down and tie myself in. It won\u2019t get better for a while.\u201d The ship groaned deeply in response to his words, and Neima\u2019s stomach lurched.<\/p>\n

She would rather be up in the storm than in the hold, feeling helpless. She grabbed a rain slicker off the closest hook and pulled open the door. Theo grabbed her arm. \u201cWhere are you going? There\u2019s nothing you can do.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m not waiting down here to drown.\u201d He clung to her arm. \u201cYou can\u2019t.\u201d \u201cI am.\u201d She shook him off and slid into the hallway.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m coming with you.\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d She pointed to the cabin. \u201cFollow your captain\u2019s orders.\u201d \u201cBut . . .\u201d \u201cNow.\u201d He nodded and retreated to his quarters. She rummaged through a storage cabinet and found a length of rope. It was too short to do much good, but long enough to secure herself to a pole or railing.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2026 by J.L. Henker No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the publisher\u2019s prior written permission, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permission requests, contact the author at jlhenkerauthor@gmail.com. ISBN 979-8-9928847-2-2 (eBook) All rights reserved. Book Cover Design: 100Covers.com Maps: Barney2147 (Fiverr.com) Editor: Sarah Ramos Follow J.L. Henker at https:\/\/jlhenker.com No generative artificial intelligence (AI) was used in the writing of this work.<\/p>\n

The author expressly prohibits any entity from using this publication for purposes of training AI technologies to generate text, including without limitation technologies that are capable of generating works in the same style or genre as this publication. The author reserves all rights to license use of this work for generative AI training and development of machine learning language models. 1kitap1.com\/en This book is dedicated to my graddaughter, Margo, in the hope that it will remind her to never give up and always follow her dreams.<\/p>\n

Among the many people I need to thank, at the top of my list is my writing critique group, Hexen. Both Joanna Pashdag and Esther Murray have been with me the entire journey, encouraging me along the way. My greatest support and guide has been Joanna, who listened to my original ideas, critiqued chapters, and taught me valuable lessons about discovering your story. This could not have happened without her. In addition, I owe a deep gratitude to my original beta readers, Teresa James and Sarah Ramos.<\/p>\n

They reviewed the early drafts, and provided guidance and feedback. In addition, Sarah served as my sounding board, cheering squad, and editor. I also received encouragement and support from the members of Women Writing Other Worlds, whose purpose is to promote indie women fantasy authors. Lastly, my thanks to my wife, Diane Fritz, who has supported this crazy idea that I needed write a book, with an honorable mention to our cat Leo, who never failed to interrupt my time at the computer for a needed snuggle break.<\/p>\n

1kitap1.com\/en Map – Kingdom of Sigor Map – The Western Isles LYSIA 1. A Blackened Heart 2. Down from the Mountain 3. Shadow from the Forest 4. Hidden Memories 5. Journey Home 6. Family Ties 7. Cave of Whispers 8. Elder Council 9. Return of the Son Contents 10. Back to the Cave 11. Ancient Dead 12. Wounds that Bind NEIMA 13. Harvest Fair 14.<\/p>\n

Ocean Winds 15. Captain’s Cove 16. The King’s Mage 17. Pleasures of the Harbor 18. Farewell to the Past 19. Road to Algowin 20. Lucidia’s Call 21. Hearts Fulfilled AYLETH 22. Dragon’s Roost 23. Ayleth Rises 24. Heart of a Dragon 25.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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