Calder sighed as he sat on the edge of the Thorn Beedles island,
closing his eyes as a soft breeze blew through. Fourstone was
sitting besides him, nudging the yound chief's hand. Inside the
clutches hand was a letter, one that could change the world they
lived in. A small Terrible Terror made it's way to Calder, where it
landed on his arm.
Shin was riding Jellyfish in the skies, the scuttleclaw happily
swooping and spinning in the clouds.
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