Turn 0, Ferry Scar. Rain needles the inlet hard enough to bounce. Beneath your skiff, Bellmouth's drowned bells speak whenever a wave crosses them. Above the roofs, the Rainstairs climb into cloud—seven wet terraces and, at their summit, the weather engine called the Hollow Meridian. Tamsin catches your bowline with one scarred hand. “Orra went up three nights ago. The rain came down after her. Find out whether she meant to save us—or choose for us.”
Wayfinder field journal · expedition 07
The Hollow Meridian
Bellmouth · depth 3 m
Ferry Scar
Tamsin waits beside the restless ferry. Rain freckles the black steps.
Tamsin waits beside the restless ferry. Rain freckles the black steps.
@ Wayfinder · cyan live reading
- EAST → Bell Market
Field reading
Present: Tamsin.
Routes: EAST → Bell Market
THE HOLLOW MERIDIAN
Rain needles the inlet hard enough to bounce. Beneath your skiff, Bellmouth's drowned bells speak whenever a wave crosses them.
Above the roofs, the Rainstairs climb into cloud—seven wet terraces and, at their summit, the weather engine called the Hollow Meridian.
Tamsin catches your bowline with one scarred hand. “Orra went up three nights ago. The rain came down after her. Find out whether she meant to save us—or choose for us.”