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... carrying the daily sack of garbage to the town dump.
“Next time,” Kismet hissed, “you ride in the sack of garbage.”
“This was your plan.” I responded.
“And I’ve revised it for next time.” she said, taking a bat at my fragile Uruk eyes.
We had written our letters of apology to Captaine Levemont, and booked passage on the Sea Dirge. I know, it sounds like a juicy opera, but it was a schooner (a ship with two masts). Smaller than most vessels that made the passage b ...
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