The House in the Cerulean Sea

I und’standed why Meronym’d not said the hole true ’bout Prescience Isle an’ her tribe too. People b’lief the world is built so an’ tellin ’em it ain’t so caves the roofs on their heads’n’maybe yours.

And yet these many irreconcilable worlds occupy one physical space—like the D&D maps stacked inside a single envelope. How is it possible? Philosophy!

“Nobody asks to be born,” Tess said, staring at the enormous mammal, “or to be born again.” “There’s such loneliness in being the last of your kind,” Luke said.