❝ i hate ships. ❞ the sight of a thing against her shores was often one, the sight of her near them was not. fog plighted the coast and drifted before it atop the sands and water, dozens of apparitions marching to haunt it or organize some maddened mutiny. her lips, almost child like in their expression, argued emphasis to her statement. ❝ even less what they bring. ❞
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