my sisters are the only ones i can count on

Deluge considered the landscape around them. Bare and rocky, steep and shaky. She had to be honest, it looked like the waves had been chipping away at this one for much longer than they had been crashing into Atlantis. “Th' cliffs ain't nearly so high, I suspect it'll be full o' water, a bit like that one down south wi' all the crocs... I reckon it's a bit cold fer 'em this far north though.” There were even less trees and gnarly shrubs about the place than the island down south too.

The stone was black and brittle, a misplaced step sending sheets of what looked like slate sliding down the incline behind them. For that reason, she moved to the right, keeping relatively even with her brother as they journeyed upwards. That way neither would be in the firing line of the other's debris. “So whaderyer think is up there?”

“Speech”