The fog took an hour to lose interest in them, curling off the water in long grey ribbons. Juna kept her nose pointed into it the whole time, that lazy laugh still crawling under her fur.
Nothing came out of it, only more sea and a wind that smelled of nothing at all.
Rumi and Nari tipped the last of the pearl crew over the side while Eirwen murmured a prayer for each.
Hajin climbed onto the capstan with his coat flapping, "Right, a ship needs a name."
"It has one already, the Pale Lantern, which is perfectly adequate," Didi said, pointing at the painted stern.
"That's the other guy's name, Snowflake."
He spread his arms like a street preacher, grinning at the sky as if the sky were the crowd. Aria's light flared over his shoulder, throwing a river of chat into the air for everyone nearby to read.
[DarkBlade: UNSINKABLE II. do it. do it for the culture.]
[CringeSlayer91: the Titanic called, it wants its name back.]
