Written byemma.stormbornelore The wind off the coast carried a strange scent that morning salt, smoke, and something older. Drax Stormborne stood upon the cliffs of Caerwyn. His cloak drawn tight, eyes narrowed toward the southern horizon where the sea met the clouds. The gulls wheeled low, uneasy, their cries sharp against the stillness. Behind him, … Continue reading Whispers from the Sea