Chapter 1: The Harbor of Unwritten Streets
When the tide receded that October morning, the cobblestones along Lantern Wharf were numbered in chalk.
"Unlike the parchment charts stacked along the walls, the map before him was etched onto panes of clear blown glass." — Highlighted by 48 readers
Chapter 2: The Seventh Doorway
Where solid brick had stood an hour before, an iron gate now hung open on wet hinges.
"She stepped across the threshold, knowing that if the harbour fog cleared while she was inside, the brick wall might return before she did." — Highlighted by 64 readers
Chapter 1: Car Four, Window Seat
A folded margin torn from a paperback was wedged behind the brass ticket clip.
"Someone had torn the wide bottom margin from a novel and written a single sentence in dark fountain ink." — Highlighted by 39 readers