The Swirling Sea, the Fjords Islands.
A mist began to rise over the sea, making them feel like they were sailing through the clouds. Shortly after they left Snowwave Island, it was out of sight, except for a vast expanse of whiteness. It looked as if the island had never existed. Only the splash of the water hitting on the bottom part of the ship let Margaret, who now found it hard to tell their location in the mist, know they were still moving forward.
Sailors considered sailing in misty weather a taboo.
Usually, if a captain asked them to do so, they would tie him up and throw him into the sea.
They would always, however, follow Thunder's orders since he was not only the captain of the Chase but also the most famous explorer of the Fjords.
No matter where Thunder wanted to go, be it a bottomless pit or a stream of lava deep inside a volcano, he would always be able to recruit some people willing to follow him.
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