The Cupbearers of the Last Sea
On a dying world, one sea remains — and the priesthood that rations it drop by drop must answer a thief who was once one of their own.
Stories tagged “solarpunk”
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The City We Came To
The Folk of the High Tower called my visit 'the slow season,' because I was, by their standard, very slow. They flew from the river to the rooftop in fourteen wingbeats. I, on foot, took most of an afternoon.
The Salt Keepers
You have always known the ocean was dying. You were born knowing it, the way you were born knowing your own name — Essun — and the names of the salts.