Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. "Shall I fetch the light, Captain?" whispered Blueskin. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. The Leads.
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