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[ghostlyhunterarchived]

@seaweedhair-pearleyes

The rain fell from the sky as if it had torn open just then. It bathed them all in cold water though it did not bother him. He stood on deck in his usual place near the railing. Looking down at the waters below. They churned and moved hiding what secrets the depths kept. He tapped his cane in a bored fashion and looked up to the sky. This was his favorite kind of day.