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rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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Success description | - You left the bridge to deal with it, didn't you? A […] gentleman […] had accused a […] woman […] she challenged him to a duel. You smoothed the matter over. […] That, of course, was before the dark waters rose over the deck in hungry flood.
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Description | - Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night.
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abstract | - From: [[]] Perhaps Hell erased the name from its prow. Perhaps they plotted its course. Perhaps they set you to be its pilot. From behind you, the cheery clatter of the gaming-tables, the first drinking-song of the night. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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