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... n the eastern end of Goldenalden with short, jerky motions. I didnt notice on the flight over to the capital, but the ship didnt fly with the sweeping grace of a ship like the Beaver Cleaver but instead moved with careful, nearly robotic precision.
Once we were within the port, a large mechanical arm rose from below, metal fingers longer than the Atlas coming up on either side where the crew tossed ropes out and hooked the ship into place. Then the arm folded itself back and pulled the L ...
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