Vignettes

Part 1. Ship of WizardsShip of Wizards- Molten!!! Stop. Stop! Stop, IN THE NAME!!! - screamed Marcille, waking him.Another nightmare. They’ve changed since she’d been through hell, she became defiant and commanding but still these were nightmares. Lost somewhere between his own sleep and reality, Tamash had a revelation. Molten - what, stone, metal?Someone who knows about metal.Namari.Not even Namari, but her name.He rose, and Marcille woke up.- Tamash? You’re leaving? An emergency?- I hope of a welcome kind. Thank you.- Where to?- Wraeport.- Building your ship again? Have fun, - she fell back into the pillows.***Master shipbuilder watched the works - the carpenters were already driving massive copper rivets, fastening iron knees boiled in linseed against rust (all they could afford from his dream) to the pale oak beams and ribs.- Colleague Orellas?- Colleague Tonda? Didn’t expect you, …