Edward stood next to the helm of his ship as he looked through a spyglass towards the edge of the rounded cliff. Currently, his ship sat nestled up against a cliff face hidden from view. His brow was furrowed in thought as the moon brightened up the dark night. He had gotten a tip after a very...
People always commented on the smell of grass after the rain, but for Noelani there was no better perfume than the sea after a storm.
It had raged for three days. Winds and water had lashed at the sea gate and kept it battered shut. It had grounded all trade and swept to them evidence of more...
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