We always knew that McKillip was a master at invoking the ineffable power of the sea, and thought her book The Changeling Sea was her great work dedicated to it. We were wrong, for once again the author whose voice reaches her readers from across a mist-shrouded ocean pulls us into a myth on the shores of the sea, where creatures crawl into drawings of tide pools and old things promise to reach out from the depths.
"Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made:
Those are pearls that were his eyes;
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea change
Into something rich and strange."
- Shakespeare's The Tempest