Regale me with a tale of adventure!If 32 was 44 then none of this would be a problem, but it's not and I don't knowMore Like This
how to make it that way.
Confusing? Probably, let me start from the beginning and try to make sense of it
all for you.
It all started while crossing a cerulean sky so clear it makes the best of poets
wonder if Heaven is only a couple thousand feet above us.
We traveled by skyship in search of ivory smoke. Our vessel looked as much like
the pirate ships of old as any one persons imagination can infer.
Anyway, lets not get lost in the details shall we.
One especially vivid voyage brought us to the edge of the known world. A place
forbidden to all of sky, land, or water.
At the precipice we spotted a castle made of entirely of what we sought. Ivory
smoke as pure as any haul we'd ever heard of in the tales that permeate our close
knit Smoke Hunter communities.
Speaking of which, we're called Smoke Hunters, or Smokies for short. I'm Smokey
77 to be more to the point.
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