Darkness fell over the city. A few lanterns bobbed up and down the city streets—policemen on patrol. Nedak sat, dangling his feet off the edge of the cliff. Waves crashed and roared against the jagged rocks. A chilling breeze played with his grey beard. Many ships had met their doom here before the lighthouse was …
The horse snorted as Cadman brushed its coat. She had to look pretty today. Miss Miranda had requested transport with his carriage and, as was his custom, he took extra care to ensure everything was above standard. The horse snorted again and swished her tail. “Oi Mary,” he barked. “Keep ye’ tail d’n, ther’an’t a …
Bleuamar’s brown polished shoes clacked on the damp, hard stone of the sewers. He adjusted his spectacles and turned to accept the torch from the good doctor climbing down the ladder. The darkness was deep, the manhole above them almost invisible. “What a night,” said the doctor, contorting his face in disgust as he drew …