Fate, Marisa Redhead16 [good inspirational books TXT] 📗

Baltic peeked up out of the water. There was a ship. He smelled tobacco and whiskey. A pirate ship. Nothing new. Pirates went his way once in a while. As soon as the pirates were out of sight, Baltic leaped onto a rock to sun himself and began to comb his waist-length blond hair.

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Publication Date: 06-26-2014

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