Sequoia Coast i'm scared by the way that my life's getting gone

srry for wait ;_; and it was totes magotes fine


“speech”

She was not answered in the dialect of the sea; the Egyptian regarded her companion with some emotion akin to curiosity writ upon her features. It was on the tip of her tongue to reattempt entry, for now her suspicions had been aroused, but if this waif had granted it, Hatshepsut knew she would have been a humiliated vassal at the whim of the witches.

“The sea is fickle. It takes, and gives nothing in return,” the Regent muttered, glancing past the woman's shoulder at the frothing water. “Why offer it your worship?”

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