Bao'er sat on the grass drinking milk. She was a few years old by now, but her appearance hadn't changed at all.
Han Sen did not know whether she was simply slow to develop, or if she'd be like this forever. Regardless of what her circumstances were, he was determined to take care of her.
Han Sen was going to wait until dark. If the two people he expected to see did not arrive, he'd attempt to sneak into the shelter with the Night Cloak.
Within the hour, though, Han Sen noticed a ship approaching the shore from across the river. He stood up to take a better look. It was white, and it moved incredibly quickly.
When the ship neared, though, Han Sen's face changed and he looked ill.
The ship was made out of bone. It had a bone mast, and the sails had been crafted from animal hides. Of course, such a ghastly ship wouldn't scare Han Sen. He had encountered far more nerve-wracking horrors in his time.
