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21 October 2026

  • curprev 01:2501:25, 21 October 2026‎ Vichan talk contribs‎ 4,666 bytes +4,666‎ Created page with "By Aneirin Menelaos<br> <br> <i>The lute strikes a soft, steady rhythm, mimicking the slow lapping of dark water against weathered pilings</i><br> <br><i>Spoken word</i><br> <br> The lanterns glow red in the damp sea mist dawn,<br> Where a gull wheels and cries, and the shadows grow long.<br> Come listen, good folk, to a tale of the bay,<br> Of a dock that has vanished, and debt none would pay.<br> <br> In Port Eridanus, salt-worn and gray,<br> Master Orlen Marr labored..."