Though the storm had passed, its echoes remained in every creak of the Horizon's Call and every beat of her crew's resolute hearts. The ship sailed on into waters as vast as they were unknowable in the calm that followed, the heavens clearing to show a tapestry of dawning stars.
But even in this newly found peace, the ocean had mysteries in its depths—secrets that beckoned to Seraphine with an unrelenting draw.
From the prow, Seraphine looked out over the limitless blue with eyes that had experienced both darkness and brightness. The trials she had gone through—the furious storms, the rebel boarders, the pained cries of the injured—had hardened her spirit into something tenacious.
With the breeze gentle on her cheeks and the prospect of undiscovered seas ahead, she believed the deep was ready to expose another chapter of its ageless narrative.
