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Song of Storms [A mermaid/pirate story]
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Ongoing, First published Apr 29, 2022
Those without the will to continue are welcomed by the sea. State-turned-thugs fill their sunken stomachs by plundering and pilfering. The Spur Storm is an infamous vessel on the waves. A haven for the lost. Manned by Captain Noire Leathergut, the once quiet life she knew is about to change as an old friend raises their sail against her.

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