The Way Home in Four Dimensions

When the silverfish king's tail fin cleaved through the colossal waves of the Sea of Mists, Chen Mo tightened his grip on the copper whistle engraved with a star chart. The instant its sound pierced the thick fog, a journal left behind by an old sailor surfaced among the shipwreck's remains. On its yellowed pages, the words "Never go alone" reflected the flickering scales of the silverfish swarm. Lin Xi suddenly deciphered the code in the patterns on the shells and scattered star crystal powder over the sea. Millions of silver scales rose in response, forming a sea chart that spanned a century across the cresting waves. In that moment, the copper whistle's fading notes, the silverfish's cries, and the journal's whispers wove together into a song. At last, they understood…