Eira Slips Beneath the RapidsDeep in the wild northern river, Eira clings to a mossy black boulder as the fierce current drags at her pale linen dress and bronze pendant. Cold mist rises between dark spruce while she strains to keep her head above the churning white water. One slipping hand is all that stands between her and the rushing rapids below.
Eira Slips Beneath the Rapids The northern river had claimed many lives, but Eira had never believed it would claim hers. She clung desperately to […]
