SULJE VALIKKO
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Had there not been a flash of lightning from the omnipresent clouds, Lenale might have missed seeing the crouched lump perching like a vulture atop the ship's rail. It was so stable that it might have been a carved gargoyle to match the ship's figurehead, had she not known that it had not been there at the start of the voyage.
In a trice, Lenale was pounding across the deck with one mace across her chest and one raised to strike...
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