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"Mystery of the Brightville Vanishing " by josephinefarine
In the soft light of the autumn sun trickling in through the port windows, some passengers aboard the SS Delfin were enjoying their breakfast. Having set sail from Mystery Island two days ago, the vessel was en route for Brightvale, and would reach its destination in just a few hours. Well, it was early: most voyagers were asleep in their cabins. A few, though, had already packed their suitcases and were seated at the simple tables scattered throughout the ship’s sparsely decorated cafeteria. Some passengers had elected to stand out on the deck to enjoy the misty breeze.Perched to one end of the railing on the deck stood a Cloud Cybunny, one foot precariously placed in between two steel balusters. Her long trench coat rippled in the coastal wind and her hazel eyes were fixed on the horizon. She did not seem to mind the spray of the ocean, and she smiled in spite of the mist.

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