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When Zukan woke he felt empty inside. A cold sweat that beaded
on his brow matted his long tangle of hair, now a ghastly white instead of
fiery ..
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The city of Lissium was
eerily silent as Jiro walked her streets, but he had expected that. In fact, he
even welcomed it. ..
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‘My beloved Delphi,’ she read, for the third time, through teary
eyes. She had promised herself she wasn’t go..
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“When does this f*****g desert end?” Jiro complained.
They had only been walking for half a day, but the scalding..
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Zukan awoke in the balmy
morning, his hair matted with his own sick. Fortunately what little had been in
his stomach was mostly ..
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A quick glimpse at the lives of some other inhabitants of Phaedyssia - sailor folk searching for treasure in the depths of the eastern ocean.
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“Fascinating,” Zukan
exclaimed not too loudly as he combed over the leather-bound tome in his hands,
lit cigar..
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Mateo must have known
that she needed the rest, because he had let her sleep through the Gluttonous Lass’s docking at..
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After two thorough head counts, and a third for
good measure, Zukan counted thirty-six men and two women in their company. Plus
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The world was a kaleidoscope. Each blink revealed a
flurry of color like a gust full of autumn leaves. Shapes melted into..
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