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. . . the ( 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦’
𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡 ) steps forward ,
c͟u͟r͟i͟o͟s͟i͟t͟ ͟y decorating his
elderly features .
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“ . . . and just what are you
doing here , young lady ? “
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. . . a ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴋɪɴɴᴇᴅ lass who
seemed w͟o͟e͟f͟u͟l͟l͟ ͟y out of place
on the ( 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿 𝙾𝙵 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝚂 ) ,
clothed in attire he had only
seen before in h͟i͟s͟t͟o͟r͟ ͟y ᥇ꪮꪮ𝘬𝘴 .
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𝕳esitantly , . . .
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. . . to whatever gods were
listening that her father had
heeded the 𝘴𝓽ꫀ᭙ꪖ𝘳ᦔꫀ𝘴𝘴’
w͟a͟r͟n͟i͟n͟ ͟g .
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𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 , 𝑙𝑒𝑡
ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒 sᴀғᴇ .
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. . . but contrary to usual
𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦 , captain smith
pays the sweet melody no
mind .
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𝕳e is too busy scanning the
ᥴ𝘳ꪮ᭙ᦔ𝘴 for his ᥇ꫀꪶꪮꪜꫀᦔ
( * 𝕹𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 ) , praying . . .
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