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The sun rose swiftly over the horizon of the ship. Telumehtar took several short breaths before sitting up to face the light. There was a vague sense about Telumehtar, almost in the form of a hangover. Next to him, he saw Menelcar in a deep sleep. Telumehtar tried to go over last nights events, but a migrane was keeping him from thinking about anything other than the sun. It's warmth caressed his skin as the ship skimmed the calm river waters. At the very tip of the horizon, Telumehtar thought he saw a small amount of black smoke, but dismissed it for just a normal cloud.
Slowly getting dressed into a casual royal garment, Telumehtar walked out of his quarters and onto the deck. There was no sound, but all over the boat there was motion. Men were tieing ropes, opening crates, and putting out lights. Along the coast, large white birds flew parallel to the ship. Telumehtar took it as a good sign. "Ah, what a peaceful day this is. Let us hope it remains peaceful" he said, as he searched the deck looking for the captain. A calm day indeed.
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