“Is that a fin over there? Or just another mirage, like with the camels?”
“One way to find out.”
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“Yup, it’s a fin. Must be in Finland, ha.”
“The North, right,” spoke Wheeler back, not laughing or grinning atall about the notion.
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But it took them 14 more dream days to finally follow a fin home. Things had changed in the meantime, new set of textures kicking in.
Sunklands 