"There will be others watching and making sure things go smoothly," Jurex informed Corac as the man stepped out of the carriage. "But I doubt they would run the risk of loosing Adeline." Corac nodded, his face completely placid. The driver grasped the ropes and Jurex shouted one last thing before the carriage lurched into motion.
"One week Corac! and the captain says we're back to the sea!" Then the darkness of the street swallowed the coach and the clop of hooves on stone faded.
So Corac pulled his pipe from out of his pouch and lit it. Then he took a seat in the shadows by the curbside where the boys lay, rousing in the breaking light.
"Wind to squalls and squalls to rain yo ho, yo ho" there was a pause as Corac puffed a small smoke ring that dissipated into the air. "Yo ho, yo ho..." and he sang quietly, watching as the boys came to, finding first the note and second the letter of repeated instructions. They had one week.
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"They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say, 'Sh*t, it's raining!'" -- Ruby, Cold Mountain
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