Robin Skypiea Novels & Stories

Because they felt like a promise. ⸻ The next morning, I woke to the sound of hushed voices outside. I pushed myself up, muscles aching as I walked to the door. Damien and a few others stood in a small circle, speaking in low tones. At the sight of me, the conversation stopped. I frowned. “What’s going on?” Damien hesitated, then sighed. “We have a problem.” Of course we did. “What now?” “One of our scouts didn’t return last night,” Mira said, stepping forward. “We think he was taken.”