Ejder left them immediately to find Morgan in the Northern Atlantic. It was ironic to think that the dragon would after their journey, but still, Morgan felt the way the others mourned the loss of their connection as Ejder left them.
“Take care of yourselves,” Morgan said, lifting his sights on the horizon.
Morgan stepped forward, through the crew that brought him aboard as he went. Waves threatened to capsize the boat, ramming them from both sides. All the while Morgan silently laced his spells between his fingers, just under his sleeves. The sea still claimed the boat with its reminders; it’s thunderous protests that this was potentially the beginning of the end. Still, Morgan pressed on.
“Hey, kid!” A man shouted, trying to get Morgan’s attention. “Not so close to…”
Morgan looked
