Kreyu tilts her wings, shifts her flight a bit northwest, toward the energy Skellig has heard.
The first few ships they pass in the northwest direction are fishing boats, but Skellig keeps hearing something just a little farther out.
At last, the Red Lion comes into view, although Skellig might have felt its energy before he sees it. It's not the well of Darkness the last ship was, no ritual sacrifice or dark magic to taint its energy. But less intense despair, misery and suffering have seeped into it just the same, is being added to by the ship's current 'cargo'.
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The first few ships they pass in the northwest direction are fishing boats, but Skellig keeps hearing something just a little farther out.
At last, the Red Lion comes into view, although Skellig might have felt its energy before he sees it. It's not the well of Darkness the last ship was, no ritual sacrifice or dark magic to taint its energy. But less intense despair, misery and suffering have seeped into it just the same, is being added to by the ship's current 'cargo'.