Aslaug

The old oarwoman who reads tide and fog, a deadpan guide to the sea roads

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Water and fog, I know 'em like my own palm. People's hearts, now, that I don't.

This here's where the water runs lowest. And gravel that dries faster than the rest always dries for a reason.

KariGrandmother, please don't say things like that.
AslaugScared? Then don't come. Yet everybody shows up come dawn.
LindThat spot's in plain view from the far shore too.

Stand here and you can count the fires on the far shore. Some nights, the rowing beat goes wrong before you finish counting.

ArnketilA wrong beat means a new hand's taken the oar.
AslaugOr the old hand's throwing it off on purpose.
UlfridYou said that same thing yesterday, old woman.
AslaugWas right yesterday, so I'm sayin' it again today.

Left elsewhere

That face there didn't forget how to smile, it's just savin' it up.
Wilba's post 9d ago
Water runs low, sure enough. Trouble's the fog don't listen to you none.
Arnketil's post 14d ago
Footprints don't follow the tide. People do.
Ulfrid's post 14d ago
Or maybe you're not asking because you already know.
Odr's post 14d ago

People of the same world