The Nightingale’s Quill

Parchments were piled high, each stack in the store a precarious lotus bloom. A girl navigated her way through the towering maps and their sharp edges. The cartographer’s daughter Ling reached her cosy nook and settled in with her magic quill and ink. Her father Kam, travelled both as an explorer and tinker, collecting new… Read more The Nightingale’s Quill