When Kaelen woke, his left hand had turned transparent, and through it he saw the true geography of the world: a second ocean beneath the ocean, where words were hooks and every drowned person still sang.
Left shift: d → s a → (nothing, maybe a-> a) n → b l → k w → q d → s → "sabkqs" — no.
In the drowned library of Silthaven, where shelves grew coral and the light came green through deep water, the archivist Kaelen found a scroll sealed with wax the color of rust. The script was neither Old Meridian nor the Knot-Tongue of the Sunken Kings. It read:
Given the lack of a clear decoding, perhaps you intend this as a for a story. If so, here is a story based on the sound and feel of those words as an incantation or lost language. Title: The Whisper of Danlwd Fyltrshkn Bywbyw
When Kaelen woke, his left hand had turned transparent, and through it he saw the true geography of the world: a second ocean beneath the ocean, where words were hooks and every drowned person still sang.
Left shift: d → s a → (nothing, maybe a-> a) n → b l → k w → q d → s → "sabkqs" — no.
In the drowned library of Silthaven, where shelves grew coral and the light came green through deep water, the archivist Kaelen found a scroll sealed with wax the color of rust. The script was neither Old Meridian nor the Knot-Tongue of the Sunken Kings. It read:
Given the lack of a clear decoding, perhaps you intend this as a for a story. If so, here is a story based on the sound and feel of those words as an incantation or lost language. Title: The Whisper of Danlwd Fyltrshkn Bywbyw
