nintendodsemil

The dark lair of the sea witch was unmistakable at a glance; a great, cavernous fossil of some ancient, prehistoric marine animal long vanished from the world. Hollowed out by the waves of time, it was crusted over with barnacles and residue from the ocean. Volcanic spouts spattered the landscape, spewing clouds of bubbling steam and ash. The stench of sulfur hung thick in the water. Andrina knew at once that this had to be the place; it was exactly as it had been described to her in the stories their old governess had told them as children. Marina had taken some pleasure in telling those sorts of tales after dark, then leaving them to medit