Moths to a Flame – an extract
Prologue Springtide on Ael Lahi. Dusktide washing the pale sands. Moontide. Lai Dhar scanned the twilit bay. The seashore was, as he had hoped, empty. No one would hear him here if he sneaked one last practice before the new moon rose. He sat down, bare toes wriggling through the warm sand to the damp [...]