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... above, didnt look like much.
If Needleford was a small city, then Insmouth couldnt be much more than a large village. It sprawled out a bit, most of the homes and buildings nestling around the end of a bay, with docks running out over the water.
The docks seemed too small to deserve the name port. The biggest ship moored there was a small caravel. Mostly, it was fishing boats that were bobbing away in the clear waters.
Foresails stowed! I called. Clive, standing next to ...
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