Florian Salt To The Sea Novels & Stories

The salty sea wind picks up her hair and plays with it. The wind... Keith breathes it in deeply, all the way to the very edge, squinting in the sunlight. The sea is blue, beautiful, with a groan it breaks on the rocks far below, under the lighthouse tower, turning into snow-white foam. Seagulls scream. Curly white clouds float across the pale blue sky. She is free… Free! Hastily looking around and seeing below the road leading from the lighthouse deep into the island, Keith descends. The door groans, but withstands the pressure.

” Bobby shook his head. “I love eating seafood especially ‘fleur de la mer’.” It made the boys laughed. “Too bad, the first point will be for the boys. It will be either Carter or Lowell. You may step forward if you are that I’m describing about.” The blonde hair tall man stepped his feet forward. He flexed his biceps. “Carter, we never know that it’s you?” Carter snatched the microphone from Eriana. “Yeah, and eating shrimps will let me rush to the hospital.”

I pick up a little pale yellow looking flower and sniff it before I lick it and the taste of salt and sweetness hits my taste buds. “That is sweet and salty popcorn. Try it.” I look at him with a raised eyebrow and I place it in my mouth and chew it slowly. The texture is strange. It is soft but parts are hard. It melts on my tongue. I hum at it and eat another one. “See, nice.” He reaches over and takes a handful, but I move the bowl away and hiss at him when he laughs at my possessiveness. That hasn’t changed. I like this human food, I have vowed to not eat fish. I will do my part so I don’t feel as guilty for my people.

I muttered, turning toward the broken archway, “if I have to be tethered to someone, why did it have to be you?” Behind me, he followed with a chuckle, steps falling into rhythm beside mine. “I ask myself the same thing every hour, Flame.” And yet neither of us slowed. The sanctum was buried beneath the bones of the city, forgotten by everyone except those with the kind of secrets that couldn’t survive the light. And unfortunately for me, Orion had plenty.

“Besides the salt stone in the cave, where else can we get salt?” “It’s distributed by the tribe. One female gets one stone,” Luna explained patiently. “Only the merfolk by the sea know how to make salt. Every spring, we send people west to trade for it.” So much for that plan. Clar’s shoulders slumped slightly. She was constantly thinking of ways to make things easier, but there were so many restrictions. Just then, a sudden cramp twisted violently in Clar’s abdomen. It felt like knives stirring inside her. Cold sweat beaded across her forehead, and her face went pale.

Florian said, Sarah gave me a smile, “I wanted to know if you would like ride with I and Ned or Jethson” “Jethson” Florian said almost immediately, “I mean Jethson, I don't want to see Couples PDA” Florian laughed. Sarah blushed, “Okay…I will leave now” I nodded at Sarah as she made her way out of Florian’s room. “I can't wait to leave the party” Florian said, “We are not even there yet” I chuckled, Florian made a face at me before going into his closet, I shook my head at him.

“The starfish.” It was too late for me to run when Miss Mia grab me by the arm causing me to fall in the water. Tim laughed at me so I splashed the water in his face,then push him. Sir Flinn wore his floater while Miss Mia is reminding us not to drink the seawater since it's bad for our body. We went to the deeper part of the beach making Sir Flinn hold tightly to his floater. “The water is getting colder.” Tim uttered and his lips are trembling and his face is turning red from the heat of the sun.

"We will need some black salt and candles." "Black salt?" I asked. "I know where I can get those," Florence asked. I looked at her with a raised brow. "It was a common spice mother used," she pointed out. "I cannot believe you have no memory of it." "There are some candles in the basement," Solomon said. "Alright then, let's get to work," he said. We all stood to our feet. Solomon zoomed to the basement while Florence sped out of the house to get the black salt. I picked up all the books quickly and laid them on their shelves. Solomon came back with the candles.

The central air was currently out as the outdated system finally crashed with the rest of the house attempting to figure out when the new system would be up and running. How many days have passed? I wondered faintly. “What is that?” I asked curiously as I glanced towards the billowing curtains. “The Sea is just south of here,” Cian said with a tantalizing smile. The scent drew me to it as it held an air of familiarity about it, as if I had once lived amongst the enchanting body of water, I tilted my head up slightly and inhaled deeply as the salt that was carried through the air entered my sinuses and embraced my senses. I withdrew my arms from around Cian’s chest and smirked as a possessive

But as they crossed the final ridge of the Frost-Spine mountains, the landscape changed from the grey of ash to a blinding, crystalline white. They had reached the Sea of Salt. This was a dead zone—a five-hundred-mile expanse of salt-flats where the sun reflected off the ground with such intensity that it could sear the retinas of anyone caught without protective quartz-tinted goggles. In the old world, it was the "Great Barrier" that kept the North and South apart. Now, it was the first true test of the mobile city.