Rafian woke to the sound of surf and the smell of rain on hot stone. At fifteen he knew the village’s tides better than the old map-maker knew his ink; he knew which reefs sang soft warnings and which coves kept secrets. But knowledge is not the same as certainty. That morning, the sea offered neither.
His father’s fingers closed on the cup and left a ring on the wood. “I come back when I can,” he said. “But this place…” He searched for a word and found none that fit. “It takes what it needs. We keep what we can.” rafian at the edge 15
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