There is nothing we fear and desire in such equal measure as the unknown.
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The Wishing Map
Chapter Twenty-One: “Hey-fah for the Sea!” (Continued)
Previously: Gina’s sword kept tugging her toward the water in search of the Questing Beast. So the fisher folk agreed to take her and her brother to sea.
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The Dores had seenMaerith and Shelcor’s sloop from a distance, but never up close. Now, as they boarded, they saw that it had no quarters for sleeping, presumably because it was only taken out during the day. It was remarkably graceful with its up-swept bow, raked mainmast, and submerged seal-tail stern; it seemed almost as if it were made of sea and sky.
“OK! We’re going!” Gina shouted at her sword. “Gimme a break!”
Shelcor smiled. “I’ll secure that sword for yer.”
“Trust me, it’s not going anywhere without me.”
“Yer cannot be too certain.
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