Heathmoor was hit hard by rising floodwaters and a devastating storm. The storm passed. In its wake, a cold winter set in quickly — the floodwaters froze, snow covered the land, and ships got locked in the ice. The people of Heathmoor, battered and scattered, took the enforced stillness as a rare opportunity to reconnect. Friends who had lost track of each other found their way back. Families reunited. There was celebration. Then a large ship with red sails came into harbor from the direction of the frozen sea, and the celebration paused.