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By 4 a.m., she was picking her way down the crumbling cliff path. The cove was a black crescent of shale and foam. The tide was low. She found the keyhole cave easily—a sliver of darkness behind a waterfall of kelp. Inside, the air tasted of salt and rust.

Eira’s face went pale. “Bluff.”

Eira shook her head. “The cove killed him. He came on the wrong tide. He stood here for six hours, recording, until the water rose. I just… didn’t throw him a rope.”

Lena climbed onto the rocks as the tide roared into the cave. Eira scrambled after her, but the water was faster. The last Lena saw of her, she was clinging to an iron chest, screaming as the echoes of history swallowed her whole.