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Chapter 49 by uthervierdragon uthervierdragon

And on your COMMAND

ANCHOR AWEIGH!

You take the rudder and the Demeter lurches forward. The Sundered Sun is swallowed by storm clouds as soon as the guide boat leaves you behind, and thunder rolls as the City disappears past the horizon. The smell of distant chimney stacks remains with you a while longer – dark fumes that mix with the grey mists and with the black smoke pouring from your sputtering engine.

An oppressive silence hangs over the deserted deck.

Calm Seas ahead?

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