Flash-Fiction

The Kardan Ocean: thousands of miles of open sea, uncharted waters bursting at the seams with mysteries, all boiling over with danger. It’s a wasteland of water that swallows ships, turning its floor into a graveyard of twisted, rotten vessels.

It had been long—too long—since she had last seen the sun, or even a face unmarred by the grime of the prison. Her body had become a cracked, broken vessel, letting the oppressive prison slowly leech away her mind and soul.