The sun was sinking into the waters off of Termina, tracing its way down the hull of the Invincible. A brisk breeze blew in noise from the town, with so many home for the season, the city was getting to be quite packed and it showed in the sounds. Fargo watched all of this from the crow’s nest on the main mast, smiling up at the moons as he caught
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