That night, under a moon smothered by clouds, she and Theo pried the iron cap off the well. The air that rose from it was cold and salt-bitter, the breath of an ocean that had no business being under a mountain town. Theo’s compass spun once, twice, then pointed straight down.
Chapter 1 – The Arrival
“You may keep this power, or you may let it go. The city will remember either way.” samantha luvcox
