The Iron Bell of Oakhaven

The salt air smelled like rust and copper. A bruised-plum sky settled heavy over the harbor.Julian stood on the timber pier, coat buttoned tight. The gulls had gone completely silent.Below him, the oc...

Janvi SinghJanvi singh is a fiction writer fascinated by small towns, stormy seas, and quiet courage. When not writing, they can be found drinking dark roast coffee and exploring coastal trails.