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Alone, the Chloromancer roamed the dark sea. Were those seconds, or were they entire eons passing right before his eyes?
Waves crashed upon the cold hull of the steerless metallic ship, yet no matter how much it rocked, the ship would never sink.
No matter how often he tried, he could not jump into the dark waters below.
With his book of memories held close against his chest, Zerathur hummed songs of old, and another voice joined his chorus.
Sat upon the taffrail, The Traveler examined the o...
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