As the winds turned violent and the surface of the Great River grew restless, Ananke gave them a few simple instructions. There was not much to say, really — she would be responsible for steering the ketch, protecting it against the ravages of distorted time, and preventing it from turning over. While they had to scoop up the water that would inevitably get inside and throw it back overboard.
The three of them also used sturdy ropes to tie themselves to the ketch. If the boat did overturn… hopefully, they would not be pulled into the depths of the underwater storm immediately.
Sunny was not sure what would happen if Ananke failed to keep their boat above the waves, though, so he didn't feel too hopeful.
"Prepare yourselves."
The voice of the young priestess was grave, which created a strange dissonance with her adolescent appearance.
