Where the Tide Flows

A fogbound harbor town survives by keeping careful balance. Ships arrive and some never leave and no one asks why. The sea does not rage or call out. It listens and it remembers. You are new to this place and that alone makes you dangerous. As routines repeat and lights burn through the mist you begin to sense the quiet agreement holding the town together. Every step closer to the truth brings you nearer to understanding what the harbor takes what it keeps and what it may already be waiting to claim. Using lewdleah's autocards. Activate to use.