They live deeply these hlessil

From across glass rectangles, the homba peer at the tiny ship rocked by a violent wake. The hrududu leaves its suffocating, oily embleer as it sails past Dander and Freckle, who glare back, tharn with terror. After journeying northward for a long time, they find a quiet bay where the hrududu dare not come and drop a heavy metal hook over the side. They watch the sun set over liquid silver, knowing…