Arrival at Seitung Harbour

Seitung Harbour, the entrance to the East. Our ship rolled and rocked as it approached the long wooden peir. Brother Mhenlo standing beside me with feet splayed, breathed in deeply but his young face seemd worried as he stared grimly ahead. Once more his fingers brushed the foldied piece of paper tucked into his shirt.

 

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