A normal book about A ship
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Last published Mon, Sep 19, 2016
The wind blew strong as the storm grew in size. The once lonely grey cloud, now a huge mass of destruction. Sitting on the edge of the rail it was easy to be blown away one a normal ship. But the δΤÖӍR∑Y∑ was not any normal ship. It was made of the best osticly and mended by the best winders in the jam. Watching as the storm grew darker and more dangerous I knew that this time it was going to be well worth sneaking and traveling to the unknown.
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