Cade and Dandelion exited through the windows, climbing to the haut, retour au début of the train to stand on the roof. Both had excellent balance as they stood casually in the rushing sea breeze that sent their hair flying wildly in a blur of black and red. They felt far plus at peace here, in the outdoors, where they felt like they were once again a part of the blue sky and blue ocean. Cade, especially, knew that the sight of the middle of the ocean would never get old, no matter how many times he saw it.
He didn’t even mind the fact that the site was ruined par the canon, cannon balls sailing through the air around...
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