The Wistful Voyage

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2026-08-19 04:02:57 -

The brass railing of the observation deck was cold against your palm, a metallic chill that seeped through the wool of your glove and settled into the bone. You stood at the edge of the ship’s superstructure, watching the fog bank the horizon until the sea and the sky were indistinguishable, a single, grey void. The *H.M.S. Aethelgard* was not a ship of war, at least not in the traditional...

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