The Wistful Voyage

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Mara stood at the edge of the pier. The fog rolled in thick. It tasted of salt and rot. Her hands were raw. The rope bit into her palms. She did not feel it. "Is it ready?" asked the Captain. His voice was low. He wore a coat of black wool. It was too fine for the weather. Mara nodded. She could not speak. Her throat was tight. A stone sat in her chest. It weighed as much as the anchor. "Good,"...

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