Brinewalk
A lantern-stilt city half-swallowed by fenwater where canals trace routes that do not always obey maps; black siltglass reefs both ruin ships and glitter with value; bargemen swear channels rearrange at night and fog brings bells from places not on any chart, making trade, prophecy, and crime a constant tide of risk and opportunity.
Brinewalk
A lantern-stilt city where canals reflect stars that are not in the sky.
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