Certainty is less secure at boundaries, reality less rigid. In places ambiguous (neither sea nor shore, day or night, river or land) magic can seep through.
Work in Progress
(Click for links to previous chapters.) Breakfast is too early and too crowded. Leumr had believed Gregor’s ‘first light’ command and had beat on the keep door until the guards let him in despite that it was still a good hour before dawn. Of course, this woke up Alan. Three of the priests are there…