The Captain stands at the rail, just forward of the cabin. He would be glad to rouse the crew and cast off, start downriver tonight, if you are willing.
You feel the weight of his restlessness, and look back at the pier.
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Downriver, the water slides eagerly into the darkness.
Somewhere in that direction is the port, the airfield,
Freida and Pietr.
The Captain stands at the rail, just forward of the cabin. He would be glad to rouse the crew and cast off, start downriver tonight, if you are willing. You feel the weight of his restlessness, and look back at the pier.
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