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Chapter 23: Cassandra


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Hacksmith almost dropped his hammer, but caught it in time for only the handle to bang onto the deck …

Chapter 22: Riot


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major “All hands!” Heilyn shouted out orders to his crew. Jasper had agreed that each crew would take their own …

Chapter 21: Captain


Chapter 21: Captain By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major The scent of alcohol is not easily forgotten by those enamored with its taste. Heilyn sat …

Chapter 20: The Graveyard


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Before they went on to the tower, Quirin led the cart along the edge of the wall to a …

Chapter 19: Welcome To Athens


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Georgiana and Crimson were beginning to feel like the angel and devil on Jacob’s shoulders, not only for moral …

Chapter 18: Sigilurgists


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Georgiana had set out a couple mats she’d found in the back of the cart. She was using them …

Chapter 17: A Dangerous Game


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Jacob tried to calm himself and get his bearings. Georgiana was still asleep despite their predicament and the jostling …

Chapter 15: Too Much Talking


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major “You can’t just say that and leave!” Jacob huffed as Crimson continued walking. “Hey, stop! I’m trying to talk …

Chapter 14: Dances and Discussions


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Seraph set off quickly, unaware of the discomfort he’d left behind. Jacob stared at Georgiana. He felt like buckets …

Chapter 11: A Lesson And A Talk


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major A ship without cursing and yelling felt odd to Jacob. The red shades moved without word or thought, each …

Chapter 10: Visions Of Sea Mist


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Men and women of different shapes and sizes moved quickly across the rubble and ruins of Brokenbeaux, swarming like …

Chapter 9: Holding An Election


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major The rest of the day was spent rummaging through the remains of the town for supplies. Georgiana headed straight …

Chapter 8: Storytime


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major Jacob didn’t sleep well. In fact, he barely slept, only nodding off for a moment, and waking another to …

Chapter 7: Unwrapping The Gift


By: Bryant R. Haake, Honors College, Presidential Honors Student, English Major “Dad?” Crimson echoed. “Sweet cheeks, your dad isn’t… oh,” Crimson finished, finally seeing the corpse. Jacob continued to stare …