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Sea Life: Dragon Age: Fanfic: Bitter Waters

  • Feb. 26th, 2015 at 8:42 AM

Title: Bitter Waters
Fandom: Dragon Age
Rating: G
200 words
Content notes:
No warnings apply.
Author notes: This is a reworking of my initial response to the prompt 'sea life' on fan_flashworks, to fit within the double drabble format.
Isabela contemplates Kirkwall's harbour.

Isabela sat at the far end of the docks, watching the steam rise from Kirkwall harbour. The forges carelessly dumped their wastewater, used to cool the iron as it was worked, into the sewers. It drained into Darktown, washing effluent before it, and the warmth coated the rock tunnels with condensation. Perfect conditions for chokedamp. By the time the runoff reached the harbour, it still retained enough heat to hiss on contact.

The heated water was bad enough, but the heavy metals in it were poisoning the bay. Only the poorest fished in the harbour proper, casting their lines from the wharves. Those who could afford it sailed beyond the cliffs to find a catch in the open sea. There was no way of telling where the Hanged Man's mystery chowder was caught, so Isabela avoided it on principle.

"Rivaini," came a voice from behind her. She turned to see Varric strolling along the docks as though he owned them. "Admiring our fair harbour?"

"It's a stinking cesspool," she said, wrinkling her nose. A mockery of the sea, confined within quarry walls.

"But it's our stinking cesspool," Varric agreed amiably, sitting down beside her.

"Yours, maybe," she said. Never hers.


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