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Cailín · 07-05-2006, 04:45 AM

Far away, west of the most western seas, the sun sets in the east.

In the red sunlight of the warm summer evening, a lone fisherman on the shores of the Island of Brizal saw an old ship approaching the small harbour. He shielded his eyes against the sun to get a better view. It had been a long time since Brizal had seen any unknown ships near its shores and it was a sign that usually did not bode well. His eyes fell upon the name of the ship: Olc duit-siu. Ill shall befall thee in the ancient tongue of the Island. A bad omen. The fisherman abandoned his post and ran to the village to warn the people.

07-05-2006, 04:45 AM	#541
Cailín Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Lurking in the shadows. Posts: 711	The Finale Far away, west of the most western seas, the sun sets in the east. In the red sunlight of the warm summer evening, a lone fisherman on the shores of the Island of Brizal saw an old ship approaching the small harbour. He shielded his eyes against the sun to get a better view. It had been a long time since Brizal had seen any unknown ships near its shores and it was a sign that usually did not bode well. His eyes fell upon the name of the ship: Olc duit-siu. Ill shall befall thee in the ancient tongue of the Island. A bad omen. The fisherman abandoned his post and ran to the village to warn the people.