52 - Eurus Manifested

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A half hour? An hour? It wasn't long before I noticed something peculiar: the roar of the East Wind rushing around us was beginning to soften, and I thought I could feel the boat skimming over the waves less violently than before. The thin licks of wind that snaked around Ares to cut at me stung less now, too. Did that mean we were slowing down? If only I could see past the solid mist that clung to us so stubbornly. It was just as thick and suffocating as it had been the instant we entered it. That was another thing that I still didn’t understand. The fog had been so concentrated, so dense. When we entered it, there had been a plainly visible border that we had crossed. Clearly it was no ordinary weather phenomenon, but what could have caused such a thing? Was this the doing of another

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