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Sailing toward dawn, and I was perched atop the crow's nest, being the ship's eyes. We were two nights out of Sydney, and there'd been no weather to speak of so far. I was keeping watch on a dark stack of nimbus clouds off to the northwest, but we were leaving it far behind, and it looked to be smooth going all the way back to Lionsgate City.
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Effortless, resolved, plot-driven and cool.
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“Sailing toward dawn, and I was perched atop the crow's nest, being the ship's eyes.”
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