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It was an island with winding coastlines and rocky cliffs, shrouded in a layer of fog that made the details above indistinct. One could barely make out the uneven terrain and the bizarre silhouettes hidden in the mist, looking like jagged rocks or collapsed buildings.
Its appearance was so abrupt that it seemed to materialize out of nowhere near the White Oak.
"What is that?" The first mate gazed in shock at the island silhouette that had emerged on the distant sea, his voice trembling slightly. The tense fear from the sudden remembrance of "the sun" had not yet faded, and now he was confronted with an island that had appeared out of nowhere, "An island... Is there such an island near Frost? Does our intended course include this island?"
