The Brittle Star

“You would give him back the pearls?” Myra said.

She was standing at the prow, leaning against the outer wall of her cabin, peering at her first mate.

Rook crossed his arms. “If…if need be.”

Myra swept her gaze over the rest of her crew. They were all gathered on the deck to discuss the merman’s offer.

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