Tales of the Ailendar, Volume 2: Flow of the Deep – Part 2
Schools of silvery fish, following subtle currents in the water, rushed past Dolanon’s bulbous snout. He picked out one individual and studied the shape of its body. Once he had it firmly fixed in mind, he released his hold on the dolphin and molded himself into the fish’s likeness, though his mass meant he was several times larger than the …
Tales of the Ailendar, Volume 2: Flow of the Deep – Part 1
Dolanon woke before sunrise to the feel of moisture in the air. Grinning with childlike excitement, he crept into Melyna’s room and gently shook her shoulder. The elderly queferi woman made a drowsy sound and turned in his direction. “A storm’s coming, Grandma,” he whispered with barely suppressed glee. Melyna wasn’t truly his grandmother—how could she be, when she was …