ROYAL BLOOD
But beneath that calm surface, the water ran deep and dangerous, its bottom lost to time and silt.
Long ago there was war, and due to that war a lot of people lost their lives on this very riverbank.
That was where the name "Black Water" came to stay.
Micah stood at the seashore, her breath misting in the air, the ripples of the water reflecting her pale face.
The soft lap of the water against the rocks filled her ears like a whisper—one that told her there was no turning back now.
She hesitated only once, looking toward the horizon where a faint torch flickered in the distance.