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		<title>77: Aglow</title>
		<description>The glow had not been strong enough to be obvious during the daylight hours, or even during the onset of night. Seen from a distance, obscured by a curtain of greenery, and in the open air it had not been as immediately recognizable as it would have been had Jace ...</description>
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		<title>76: Rocking On</title>
		<description>Jace crouched low to the ground and tried his best to sneak up on the treeline, but as there was no appreciable cover to be had on the small island except for the very vegetation he was trying to ambush this may not have been the most effective exercise of ...</description>
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		<title>75: Deadlights On Shore</title>
		<description>It was Katryn, not Jace, who first saw signs of ghosts.

The sleek-furred boy dropped off to sleep soon after the sun sank beneath the edge, while the great dome of the sky was still bright with its light. Sheiral, despite all her grumbling about sleeping on the ground, had been ...</description>
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		<title>74: Haunted Shore</title>
		<description>By the time night had well and truly fallen, Jace and Katryn had assembled a pair of very passable shelters in the lee of the ship, made out of canvas and wood. It took some coaxing to get Sheiral out of the ship, even with it tilted at an odd ...</description>
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		<title>73: Faint Traces</title>
		<description>"I don't think anybody's ever lived on this island," Jace said to Katryn, as he helped her assemble a camp after having made a cursory exploration of the wooded crescent. 

"What makes you say that?"

"There aren't any buildings," he said. "Not even tents or things."

Kat laughed.

"Did you expect there would ...</description>
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		<title>72: Borrowed Troubles</title>
		<description>Katryn gave Jace the go-ahead to hop down, wade ashore, and start exploring before she'd decided where to put the Chaser. 

This was not a trivial question... the atoll had no harbor. The water was shallow immediately past the ill-defined border between land and sea, but the drop-off was steep ...</description>
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		<title>71: Islands At The Edge Of The World</title>
		<description>The closer one got to the rim of the world, the stronger and less predictable the air currents grew. This made the region particularly hazardous for ships with sails, but slightly more pleasant for the travelers aboard Horizon Chaser... the sun was hot, and an occasional strong breeze was not ...</description>
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		<title>70: Finger Tips</title>
		<description>Jace took to his second sea voyage a good deal better than he had the first. Some of it was simply a matter of expectations... the first time he had expected to find great excitement, and the second time he did not. 

While he still caught fresh fish, there was ...</description>
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		<title>69: Adequate Incentives</title>
		<description>"Am I to actually believe you would allow me to have an equitable share in the treasure, when you hold the key to my very life or death?" Iskondra asked.

"Equitable?" Mauricio repeated. "When you find the treasure, you're free to take as much as you can carry for yourself. I ...</description>
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		<title>68: Bonds of Fate</title>
		<description>"You seem to have mistaken me for a mercenary of some kind," Iskondra said. "I am no mere sell-sword. My services and skills with the blade are not mere commodities to be offered up for sale to the highest bidder. Though, incidentally... approximately how much would you be offering?"

"You can ...</description>
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