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Lilianya couldn’t believe she was right. She lay on a dirt mound, dried, caked-on mud smothered over her exposed flesh as she lay next to Faelyn. The two of them had found the pirates. They were exactly where Lilianya had guessed. Or at least close enough. Lilianya had expected them to be on the northeast corner, but they were instead on the northwest corner. She supposed it made sense. They wouldn’t want to be on a land side in case the Dragonia Empire ever discovered the island, which they had a few months prior when Faelyn and Sparkles had run into them.
Instead, they were on the western bank of the north side. The weather was harsh, as Sparkles had said. Compared to the southern coast, the north was a whirlwind of unpredictable weather. On the northeastern coast alone, Lilianya sa
