“It’s nonsense,” Ece said, tossing the bottle aside.
But Berfe had already stepped through.
But Talin picked it up. “My grandfather used to say that. He said it was a riddle left by the Yelkeni — the sail-people who vanished a hundred years ago.” berfe ece talin
Talin laughed. “That’s us.”
One evening, they found a glass bottle buried in the sand near the old lighthouse. Inside was no map or love letter — just a single line scribbled on birch bark: “It’s nonsense,” Ece said, tossing the bottle aside