Chapter 67 Dance of the Butterfly 5

Sanguine.

Walking down the wooden gangway from the Butterfly I tried to take it all in and failed. There was just too much. All piled on top of each other and most of it seemed to be made of ships.

Cocking my head to the side I stared. My mouth fell open. “Crazy isn’t it.” Half a step in front of ...

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