Chapter 317: Facing Terror

The ship was imbued with the colors of memory everywhere—but the longer Tyrion stayed on board, the more he realized there were many things that had changed from what he remembered.

For instance, the objects that seemed alive and would scurry across the ship.

For instance, the Spiritual Body sails that had no substance, floating like gossamer on the masts.

For instance, the unfamiliar first mate in the captain's quarters—the strange sculpture called "Goat Head" by his father.

He sat opposite the navigation desk, looking at the room's somewhat familiar items. He could still find many of them in his memories, yet they now bore many more mottled marks. His father sat opposite him, discussing events that transpired between the Deep Sea Church and Homeloss, with that Judge from Prand complimenting at his side from time to time.

The turn of events was completely beyond his expectations.