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The stars dimmed, and the night sky sprinkled with dots of stars became shrouded in dark clouds.
A hazy, thin mist rose above the Great Marsh.
The Big River Beaver stood upright, the overlapping folds of its belly vanished, turning from round and plump to long and slender as it looked around.
Two young beavers waved their claws in surprise, dragging out strands of mist.
Otter Kai hugged the mast, wriggling its body up to the top, gazing around, peeking and prying.
The entirety of the Great Marsh surged in darkness, only around the November Blessing Ship did a thin fog form, enveloped in dense water vapor, beyond which was clear skies.
Otter Kai poked its head out and called out a few times, prompting a river otter to step forward and half-lower the sails, slowing down the ship to prevent an accident.
"Is it going to rain? But today was supposed to be clear. How could it rain?"
