When the current changes, the Commodore changes course. He does not ask where it is going. He asks what it has seen.
FROM: Personal journal of Commodore Harrowgate, undated FOUND: In the Commodore's cabin aboard the HMS Obstinate, left open on the navigation desk NOTE: The Commodore does not keep a journal. This entry exists anyway. The current is strong today. I know this the way I know most things about the Unterzee — not through instruments, not through charts, not through the careful scholarship that Quill and the Archivists so value and I so respect without ever quite practising. I know it in my teeth. I have too many of them. This is not a complaint. Each one feels the water differently — pressure, temperature, salinity, and something else. Something the instruments cannot measure. When I hold still and let the water move past my face, I can feel the current's mood. Not its direction — the compass handles direction, when it feels like cooperating. Its mood. Today the current is restless. It comes from the direction of the Abyssal Trenches — from the deep places where the Deep Stars watch and...
From the lore of The Gaslit Reach.