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Literature

Of Gods, Pirates, and Foxes pg.1-9

Issac leaned sleepily against the crows nest’s railing as he peered through a telescope. He swayed to and fro as he watched seagulls on the horizon. Land was close. The wind is strong today, he thought, feeling the mast rock from side to side. He and his fellow crew were traveling west by southwest. Looking into the sky, he thought about how the sun seemed to shine brighter here. It was probably due to the fact that this was his home, in some way or another. It may also be due to the night's events. Then again, maybe by some stretch of the imagination it really did shine more pure here. He did not know, or wish to know at that. He closed the telescope and leaned his back against the mast with a sigh. “Hey! Issac? Ya still awake!?" Isaac looked over the rail calmly and saw Cannon, a big burly man with a thick, dark beard. Cannon had probably forgotten more about blowing things to smithereens than the average mining expert ever knew. If you wanted it gone, Cannon was the man. "Yeah,