The Unity War, Pt. 1
TW: Domestic Violence, War The 37 th of Kalivet, 836 AC (After Cataclysm) (11 Years Ago) Corrill Bowman lay wide awake in a hammock, gently swaying along with the movements of the ocean. After three days of rough seas, the benign yaw of the ship should have put him right to sleep, but he could never find rest on the eve of battle. He shifted restlessly and stared up at the deck of the ship above him, straining in the low light to see where he’d carved Tovanii’s name into the wood. It was a childish thing to do, to be sure, but in many ways he was still a boy. When you’re taken out of Charhollow at the age of 16 and have a rifle thrust into your hands, you simultaneously grow up very fast and not really at all. He thought of the first time he’d seen Tovanii. It was love at first sight, and he wouldn’t have believed in that, and still didn’t, really. It was love at first sight not because Tovanii was a beautiful man (which he very clearly was), but because Corrill’s uni...