Imceaglaer _verified_ -

And down below, in the drowned schoolhouse, the imceaglaer shifted.

He rowed back to Mareg, soaked and pale. “I heard it,” he whispered. “The… imceaglaer.” imceaglaer

“You’re chasing ghosts,” her grandson Kellan said, not unkindly. He was a practical man, a fisher of the new coast. “The old well is dry. The kirk’s bell is at the bottom of the bay. Let them rest.” And down below, in the drowned schoolhouse, the

Then silence.

Kellan rowed out with a lantern. He found the schoolhouse door open, swaying underwater. And as he drifted inside, something strange happened. And down below