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... >Actaea glided over the uncharacteristically calm sea, shining golden under the vanishing might of the distant sun.
The wind had turned to a cool, light breeze, dancing with the black Jolly Roger of the White Serpent Pirates. However, it felt like the wind could go out anytime like the sudden extinguishing of a candle flame. The sky was a clear sheet of dark blue and gray, darkening as the ship kept closing on the east, and one star was already twinkling just over the horizon to ...
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