The Crossing

Wren has spent her life learning to read water, and she has never needed the skill more than now.

She crossed an ocean to keep an appointment. After years of circling the drowned coasts of Britain, she and Rhea, the engineer she loved and lost to the deep, finally did the one thing two people in motion can do: they named a fixed point. The Irish Sea crossings, at summer's end, where the great flotilla gathers. Wren consigned the promise north along the relay, made herself findable, and sailed to be there.

She finds the meeting place cut loose and gone.

The Knot is a nation that has never owned a harbour. Its people, the Bound, lash their boats into one floating town and unbind to fish, following the shoals down a lifetime of seasons. But the shoals have gone north and not come back, three summers running, and now the Knot must do the hardest thing it knows: hold together and cross the deep to grounds beyond the edge of the old charts, or cut the lashings and scatter to the land for good. Into that foundering nation, days before Wren, came Rhea, who reads a community by what is broken in it. She mended what she could, and she did not wait. She threw her keel in with a fleeing people and sailed on with them.

So Wren has a choice, and it is the cruellest one the search has handed her yet. She can crowd on sail and run a warm trail down alone, the way she always has. Or she can give her craft to the Knot, pilot a whole moving town across a sea that has stopped feeding it, and follow the only people who hold the thread of where Rhea has gone. The trail is the warmest it has been in years. The season is closing. And the sea, which keeps every appointment it makes, is making one now that no one aboard is ready for.

The third novel of The Drowned Atlas a story in the world of the Tides of Tomorrow, The Crossing is hopepunk for readers of Becky Chambers, Emily St. John Mandel, and Lily Brooks-Dalton: warm, sea-deep, and built on the conviction that the way to find one person in a broken world is to help mend the whole of it, one community at a time.