Tides Ketchikan Novels & Stories

- Even at night it was impossible not to notice the ocean passing through the center of the city of Ketchikan, it was very beautiful and scary at the same time. - Yes, it's the ocean, actually. - he laughed, turning his back to the pot. - We can go there in the afternoon, there's a creek nearby that I want to take you to. It's absolutely beautiful there! - Wow, so I guess I must take you at your word. Isn't it scary to live so close to the ocean? I mean, because this is technically directly connected to the glaciers, isn't the city at risk of simply falling off the map if something happens? - He swallowed dryly as he asked.

"Fair warning, it's stronger than it tastes." I took a cautious sip. Sweet and complex, with flavors I couldn't identify. "Wow. That's... unique." "Kelp extract, sea salt, and about four different kinds of alcohol," she said with a grin. "Coastal pack specialty." "I can see why it's popular." "Just pace yourself. The ceremony tomorrow morning starts early, and you'll want to be coherent for the Dawn Tide Blessing." "What exactly happens during that?" Carson asked. "We wade into the surf at sunrise and offer gratitude to the Moon Goddess for her connection to the ocean's tides. Very spiritual, very beautiful. But also very wet."

Kaden inquired, looking up at her. “The tide-hold is where they keep captives they don’t want to kill yet. It’s underground but built into the cliff face, and part of it floods at high tide. If we wait until the tide pulls back, we can slip in before it fills again,” “That gives us… maybe forty minutes before the water rises,” “Thirty-five if the moon pulls hard tonight,” She cocked her head. Kaden smirked a bit, despite the tension, “You always have to make it sound worse, don’t you?”

1802 John stood still as he saw it happen again. On the surface of the Lake, there was a figure. A figure, trapped behind a barricade, moving round and round, chanting, then it would try to step past it but the barricade didn't let it through. He rose a hand to wipe his eyes but when he looked again, he saw the same thing happen over and over again. He looked around and looked back at the Lake and still saw the exact same thing. He began to laugh. He laughed so hard, the creature got tired of simply ignoring the noise, and looked up to see who the noisy Mortal was.

Jason asks. I notice Zeke’s fingers have resumed twitching. “Not anything particularly useful,” Zeke says with a resigned shrug. “Just that they call themselves the Marching Tides, are currently being led in Nick’s absence by someone only known as ‘Rick’, and that they have a vendetta to reveal T.H.E.M.’s sordid history to the world. My contacts in Salt Lake do not want that information to come to light, so I trust they gave me all the information they had to give.”

Becky noticed. Everyone did. “Kai?” Kion said slowly. Kai forced himself to breathe. Once. Twice. “Plenty of people have silver-streaked hair.” The scout nodded quickly. “Y–yes, sir. I thought the same. But they were very specific. They said the sea calms when she’s near.” Becky’s fingers curled around the arm of her chair. “Where.” The scout flinched. “The northern marsh villages. Tidehaven. Blackshore.”

I said laughing and Nikolay chuckled kissing my cheek. “No, your body is going to adjust and the tide is just coming up” Nikolay teased and I laughed, I knew that the tide was rising but that meant waves and I was not planning on being thrown out of the water to go back inside and get kicked out by some huge wave. That seemed to be Nikolay’s plan at the moment and it was something that I loved doing if we were speaking on normal, DAY LIGHT states. But it was night and I wouldn’t be able to see the rising wave. Okay, I would but it wouldn’t be as clear as it is during the day, I’d need to rely on HEARING the wave’s sound to hear and predict the impact.

I said laughing and Nikolay chuckled kissing my cheek. “No, your body is going to adjust and the tide is just coming up” Nikolay teased and I laughed, I knew that the tide was rising but that meant waves and I was not planning on being thrown out of the water to go back inside and get kicked out by some huge wave. That seemed to be Nikolay’s plan at the moment and it was something that I loved doing if we were speaking on normal, DAY LIGHT states. But it was night and I wouldn’t be able to see the rising wave. Okay, I would but it wouldn’t be as clear as it is during the day, I’d need to rely on HEARING the wave’s sound to hear and predict the impact.

he laughed. "A'ight, you done? Can we go to the water now? Please?" "Yea yea, calm yo ass. Remember our spot's in between lifeguard posts six and seven. It's a little further away from the water. If we ain't careful, high tide will wash our shit away. High tide ain't 'till later, though." "Oh damn, really? It can come up the beach that far that fast?" He was shocked. "Oh definitely. It can be dangerous to people with kids. There have been several kids who have drowned. Don't the Great Lakes have tides?"

“Alright, you two, enough. One minute you’re fighting and the next you’re like best friends who can’t be separated.” Haley shifted Alex’s attention. “Look out the window, sweetie. See the ocean in the distance? This is Coldwater Bay. It’s different from the beaches you’ve seen before.” “Coldwater Bay?” Alex asked, his curiosity piqued. “Is the water cold all year?” “Not always,” Haley explained. “It’s only cold in the winter. During extreme weather, there can even be ice tides. Its unique geography creates this phenomenon. The seafood here is incredible, especially in September when it’s at its freshest and tastiest.”