The Blood Tide

Nimite breathed in the cool sea breeze as if he was drinking it. He looked out across the water, the gentle sound of the waves rolling in soothing his nerves. Well, at least the blood tide had gone now, swirled away to where he did not know, but it had coloured the coastline red for a whole year right at the start of everything. It had killed a lot of the sea life too, and the stink had been so bad that people in the Delta had moved inland to be away from it. Evermarch had managed a little better due to the lower temperature, and when the rivers had clogged up with dead fish, dolphins, whales, and everything else, the city had at least been organised enough and had manpower enough to deal with it. Not so the Delta, where whale corpses still lay rotting up and down the coast. Not only that, but wrecked ships. Nimite could see two big ones from where he was standing, dark shadows further down the shore, sinister shapes looming out of the sea haze. People actually lived in some of these wrecks, or so he had been told.
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