Regale me with a tale of adventure!If 32 was 44 then none of this would be a problem, but it's not and I don't knowhow to make it that way.Confusing? Probably, let me start from the beginning and try to make sense of itall for you.It all started while crossing a cerulean sky so clear it makes the best of poetswonder if Heaven is only a couple thousand feet above us.We traveled by skyship in search of ivory smoke. Our vessel looked as much likethe pirate ships of old as any one persons imagination can infer.Anyway, lets not get lost in the details shall we.One especially vivid voyage brought us to the edge of the known world. A placeforbidden to all of sky, land, or water.At the precipice we spotted a castle made of entirely of what we sought. Ivorysmoke as pure as any haul we'd ever heard of in the tales that permeate our closeknit Smoke Hunter communities.Speaking of which, we're called Smoke Hunters, or Smokies for short. I'm Smokey77 to be more to the point.Back to the ta
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