“There; true North.” He said the stars were compasses, but his Abyssus, a compass of the heart, never needed them. Together, they’d delivered fish, chased storms, saved lost souls.

He paused, exhaled, gaze lost at sea—like Abyssus.

On they sailed, passing unassumingly through a world too directionless to notice.

Emma Peng is a recent high school graduate who loves exploring worlds through writing her stories and wildlife blog.