Salt Winds & Wandering: Sailing

The dawn brought a clear sky and brisk wind, and they had three fine days of sailing after that – days where the white horses chased them across the ocean, where the sail snapped and ruffled, with the wind shooting after them as they danced with Swiftwings. They only stopped when the sun began to turn the green sky into fire and they were too tired to do anything other than roll into rugs in the welcoming sand. The mornings turned into brilliant diamond days, sweet and fresh, and the warm wood of the tiller welcomed them back as old friends as the wind bowed to them and Swiftwings began to fly.

– Excerpt from Salt Winds & Wandering

NB. Swiftwings is their boat.

Author: kate

Kate Coe is an editor, book reviewer and writer of fiction & fantasy. She writes the sparkpunk GreenSky series and blogs at When she's not working, she fills her spare time in between writing with web design, gaming, geeky cross-stitch and DIY (which may or may not involve destroying things). She also reads far fewer books that she would like to, but possibly more than she really has time for.