Seagulls, seagulls, seagulls, everywhere! Who taught these rats with wings to aim? Every morning, swoop and poop, right on me! If I ever figure out where they’ve nested on this ship, we’re having eggs and fried bird for breakfast.

Ahead of us spread a vast harbor with a rocky, central island rising from the waters. The island peaked at the front, where a twisting, crystalline spire stretched to the sky, flickering with internal light. Its tip burst with radiance; a bright beacon that rivalled the sun.

Tears filled my eyes, blurring the wondrous sights. This was it. I was finally here. All the saving up in Partha, the seasickness, even that island of nightmares; all worth it.

 

Welcome to Shael.

 

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