Thread:ChazmanianDevil/@comment-26184570-20160804232358/@comment-27097330-20160809202640

A ship sailing to the east of the jungles. It's a foggy night, and little can be seen. A Tauredain woman stands at the front of the ship, scanning the fog. Her 4 year old son is below, in a comfortable bed, unaware of what is about to happen.