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Dreamy Evening storyLiam cursed the stormy night as he climbed the long road to his home on the sea cliff. The roar of the waves beat a steady rhythm matched by his tired feet and echoed in his aching head. The skies had been as rough as the water and he was exhausted from scaling the rigging working the Lightflyer and living off the land. It had been weeks of loneliness and harsh conditions, exploring a cavernous region on the easter edge of the Cartalinanian Isles and his very bones ached for the comfort of home.
He could see it shining brightly on the cliff top in the midst of the storm, the lights glowing with the strength of his beloved's magic and his heart clenched to be with her again.
These trips are getting too long, he picked up his weary feet and soldiered on, shoulders hunched against the bitting cold. He was soaked through and regretting once again that he hadn't let Tor put a new repelling charm on it before he had left. She always knows when something's about to give out, he sighed to hims
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Liam was sweating in the noon sun as he climbed the hill. It had taken him longer than he had guessed to find his way out of town and he was regretting not bringing more water with him. He had returned to the inn to pick up his pack and inconspicuously give a report to the captain before heading out the back door to find Cheksova Lane but had only taken a small waterflask and food pack.
The town had obviously grown up without any planning and it was maze like which he found fascinating on an intellectual level and deeply frustrating on every other one. Streets would turn into others at random points and return to their original several blocks over. Just following Checksova lane to the edge of town had taken the better part of the morning.
Finding that the hill was across a few miles of grassy plains had been another surprise but the road continued straight and true to the edge of the forest. He followed it because it seemed to be the best plan but
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Liam was not pleased.
The young lads had piled on the bed and he'd been forced to take a bedroll and an extra blanket from the cupboard down the hall and sleep on the floor. He could have woken them all up and kicked them out of the bed but then he would have had to put up with their grumbling and complaining.
As it was, he was going to dismember the next lout you dared to yammer at him before he'd even had a mug of coffee. The horror of the bright dawn light had been most unwelcome but things needed to be done and he was a aeroforce man after all. He'd risen with the sun and met the captain at a small table in the common room to plot their next move. Foully and Richard would keep an eye on the sleeping lads and make sure they didn't get into any trouble.
"Captain," LIam said gruffly as the older man joined him at the table. A serving girl came over quickly and poured both of them large mugs of black coffee and took their orders for breakfast. "
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