What Rests Above, Rest Below

A huntsman dropout and a runaway, Alastor has no real idea what he's doing or where's going. All he knows is that beyond Argus there's Grimm, the White Fang and Human Suppremacists somewhere down the road. Sadly, given what dad's last book says, those might not be the worse things out there. How is it that he's just noticing that the ocean is singing and the stars are whispering?