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Ley Winds 3Eiill had made it to his bunkroom and back to the hatchway - not, he noticed, the one by which he had originally boarded the ship - in too much plenty of time. He stood there uncomfortably as the other adventurous souls gathered. He smiled ruefully to himself as he realized how many of them he had never met during his weeks on the airship. How big was this thing, anyway? He would have sworn that standing watch had taken him across the entirety of the ship - a ship whose name, despite his best passive efforts, he still did not know.Ley Winds 3
At last everyone was assembled, and they moved out, led
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Ley Winds 2Apparently, the airship - did it have a name? He would have to find out - had no room for passengers. Or maybe it was the captain's idea. Eiill had looked on as one after another of the new arrivals was assigned a bunk and a list of chores. As the room cleared, he almost hoped he had been overlooked. Invisibility was beyond him, but a little bit of not being noticed was well within his capabilities.Ley Winds 2
Only, he didn't get the glamour set before the room had all but cleared. One man was left consulting with a crewman, a woman had come in again, obviously lost. And then the orderly who had been sorting them all out came over and stood
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Ley Winds 1It used to be better trading in Niben. Then, you could come in with a wagon of goods, sell them all for five times their probable value, and stay over for a week on the generosity of the innkeeper. Everyone would come to hear the news, or the rumors, or the tall tales - the governor had died, some pretender had declared new Empire, a walking tree up in the colder areas. It was a rare trader who could tell even the most preposterous story to any reception other than cheers and another round on somebody else. In fact, it was the true ones that got the worst reception. Truth, they always said, was stranger than your campfire.Ley Winds 1
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ships passing in the night, I tell ya...
so yeah, for me it was a gradual slippery slope. I'll tell you about it sometime if you want.
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Dream casts a human shadow, when it occurs to him to do so.
--Neil Gaiman
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Sometimes you wake up.
Sometimes the fall kills you.
And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
- Gaiman, via Todd (Sandman VI)
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Remember, my child--a ninja is never truly alone.
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Sometimes you wake up.
Sometimes the fall kills you.
And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
- Gaiman, via Todd (Sandman VI)
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Dream casts a human shadow, when it occurs to him to do so.
--Neil Gaiman
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