Never Keep (Sins of the Zodiac #1)

CHAPTER NINETEEN

I had never experienced a storm such as this. Even the most ferocious of sea storms that had blown across the coast of Castelorain didn’t compare. Me and the other Raincarver neophytes were out bobbing in the frantic, churning waves of the furious ocean off the shore of Never Keep, and it took all my energy just to keep my head above the water. My legs kicked, my arms fighting the push and pull of the waves that were sweeping around us, clashing together like colliding anvils.

I was caught more than once between those waves, the wind their puppet master, twisting and churning the sea until she was frothing at the mouth, trying to drag us into a watery grave.

The booming voices of the Reapers cried out to us from above, riding upon the crests of high waves that went sweeping by, their bodies shielded by bubbles of air magic, keeping them in a pocket of calm away from the roaring wind, pummelling rain, and frenzied ocean.