The azure blue sea flickered golden in the rising sun. Hallathor stood on a white war-galley that was docked in the harbor of the White town district. He stared at the waves slowly rolling into the cove. Hallathor narrowed his eyes as a ship made his appearance on the horizon. As soon as the ship took shape as it sailed closer, he climbed down the stairs to the lower deck and ran off the boarding plank onto the white docks.
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