But Mareg only touched her sternum. “It’s not ghosts, boy. It’s imceaglaer . The sound a place makes when it misses its own happiness.”
Kellan rowed out with a lantern. He found the schoolhouse door open, swaying underwater. And as he drifted inside, something strange happened. imceaglaer
Before the Great Drowning. Before the sea rose up and swallowed the lower streets. Before the children stopped singing. But Mareg only touched her sternum