Wulfric has long let the marsh keep him.
One year after lowering his wife into the churchyard, he pulls empty nets and struggles through sleepless night. Until he catches something-someone-larger than he could've imaged.
His hook snags a finfolks tail, spilling its blood, and setting in motion a chain of events that would lead to nothing by tragedy.
This is not a love story. It is a story of pain. Of distrust. Of obsession.
This is the story of Wulfric and Kaelen.