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... rs of the delta. The sound of gentle waves lapping against the hull, the soft wind caressing the sails, and the murmurs of the crew made the crossing almost poetic. It was the kind of tranquility that invited daydreaming, introspection, the false illusion of safety.
But Atlas never let anyone forget where they were.
The sky changed.
First came gray clouds forming in the distance, pulled from nothing. Within minutes, the golden sunlight was replaced by a restless twilight, ...
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