"As words drawn upon the skin of the golden sheets of sand spread over the shoreline and water poured into the shape of the letters and cursives, so were the words written upon the yellowed parchment in bluish ink of a quill of stories that had occurred at sea.
And such sea was the soul that incurred many events, storms and thunders; and wished to bring them to the heart of a beloved one that lived oceans away."
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Talindyne's Cafeteria,
The City of Descandville,
The Kingdom of Hyll-Decanta,
Fair Morning,
Second Tuesday of the Second month,
Fiftieth Year of the Reign of Adon Vericus IV
"M'lady", Imogen began, taking a seat beside Lady Gervaise.
"Imogen", the woman of scarlet hair smiled, setting her book down. "And who is this?" asked she, eyes turning to Aldric.
