Cover

A rather lovely blue-green photograph of a body silhouetted in water, under some understated silver text. Nicer than the library's hardcover, which was a bland white thing with cartography and so forth.

I'll puzzle through the old man's petulance.

Not so far from here, there’s a town that’s horseshoed by swamp and marshland, weighed down by dark undertows, strangled by deep roots from the mangrove trees that thrive on the blood and flesh of lost souls and shades.