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12 & 13 june 1349

the race begins in earnest

by Blossom Of the Hidden Oasis

normally, i enjoy being awake early enough to watch the sunrise. but i do not recall a time i have done so from the mast of a ship. i can still feel the way the wind ripples along my fur and the smell of salt mixed with the overbearing tang of city living. i can still feel the way the ship launched to the start, the way the mast strained under my claws as the rigging held and the sail caught the wind.
 
for a moment, it almost felt familiar. like my feet remembered how to stand with the waves, how my hands know knots that my mind does not, how to look for dangers that are unique to a boat.
 
i may have forgotten, but my body does not. just as it has not forgotten the feel of sand and sun and warmth.
 
perhaps on this journey, i will find out what this all means.
 
if we do not die of course!
 
making it to second place only behind the flying ship is an achievement, one that i cannot help by be full of pride for. this ship may be small but her crew is mighty. i do not fear that we can accomplish our goal and make it to this new land. i only fear that the Madame has somehow also found a way there.
 
but that is a worry for another time.
 
today i am a quartermaster, today i assist my captain and my crew and make sure we all survive these encounters
 
***
 
we almost did not all survive.
 
it has only been a day and already i am wet and cold and terrified
 
someone had smuggled a Black Pudding on-board. i had only heard of these creatures once, the Madame procured one for a client. i remember how the box had to be reinforced but that was all i knew. now i know significantly more.
 
like how it can eat through the hull of a ship, that acid on fur has a burning odor, and that when it strikes, it strikes with a fury strong enough to render you limb from limb.
 
the holes are plugged tho, and we are alive, although Grimm is missing a talon on one of his feet.
 
this is perhaps not the best start to our journey, but Sanna has already insisted we check the crates more thoroughly for more unwanted surprises
 
we will be more vigilant, we will be fine.
 
we do not have any other choice

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  2. i should have run
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  3. allies?
    8 June 1349
  4. i feel. . .
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  5. the race begins in earnest
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  6. Sanna
    15 June 1349
  7. i am right in this
    17 June 1349
  8. Sparkos
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  9. Grim
    19 June 1349
  10. i hate the rain
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  11. we have an understanding
    24 july 1349
  12. i hate this
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  13. knowledge is power
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  14. the truth is painful
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  15. i am conflicted
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  16. I LOST MY ARM
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  17. everything has gone to fucking shit
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  18. growth and change?
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  19. freedom?
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  20. people are difficult
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  21. i am trying
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  22. a quest for friendship and adventure
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  23. my fucking leg
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  24. friendship and fire
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  25. a girl and her horse
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  26. spinning
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  27. she deserved better
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  29. to thieves and tools
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  30. happiness?????
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  31. crushing
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  32. "knowledge is power, always"
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  33. the truth feels overrated
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  34. they will be the death of me
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  36. questionable at best
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  37. point of progress
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