03-29-2019, 12:33 AM
He glanced at Asha, but still waters roamed the surface of his face. “We’ve heard bizarre stories about the river,” he shrugged. “I’m sure it’s all bullshit anyway.” Like channelers and people capable of reading each other’s emotions. He was all too keenly aware of Asha’s proximity. Did he give two shits about Tobias and his day job? Not in the slightest. Did the guy present an opportunity? Maybe. He was still sure that the river guarded something.
“Stories like ghosts haunting one bend or another. Monsters lurking under the surface. Buried treasure. Shipworkers ever talk about that kind of thing?”
“Stories like ghosts haunting one bend or another. Monsters lurking under the surface. Buried treasure. Shipworkers ever talk about that kind of thing?”