Not yet, then.
First, to deal with all the whiteness…
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“Looks like they landed in Victoria Harbor first,” he talks aloud to himself while studying the Hmm material in one of the many ring binders piled up all around him. “That’s where– Gus! Could you keep it down up there!”
“Let’s see… the list, yes, that’s where he– Gus! Dammit, better check in on him.”
“Gus, that’s too much wood. Put away some of the wood. I’m starting to sweat! And I can’t concentrate because of all the crackling. Tone it down!” Then Frank Lynn remembered Gus’s power and decides to add, “Please.” Don’t want to anger the fire deity that holds this whole giant castle together!
Gus puts away some of the wood.
“Now, where was I?”
Sunklands 