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... ect, with just a bit more speeding up to be done. The sail was strapped back. The oars were ready to be used again, but tucked into the ship. Creshe had returned and was standing nearby. Perhaps waiting for orders from Bodeir, or just to be present in case there was any questions.
Nothing seemed to be forthcoming though. Even as the wind started to go from a whistle to a whine and the boat started to creak, nothing was said. When the wobbling started Bodeir cast a saddened look down at h ...
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