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The sight of the docks filled his mind with more memories of the past, and one in particular vexed his mind and made Aaron wrinkle his nose and frown. And that was the exact memory that Emmaline decided to bring up. But then again, how could you not think of that sad story when you came to this place? Even though it was many many years ago. "I remember the story as if it was yesterday," he said in a ponderous tone and then looked at the beautiful young girl next to him.
When hearing it from someone else's lips and not the voices of his own memories, Aaron realized how eerie and odd the story was. And why the young children didn't dare go out at night when they heard it. "Such an odd tale it is." he said, trying to avoid suspicion.
Then Aaron paused and forced his mind to focus on something else than that memory. He saw his travels and all the memories of sailing before his eyes, and smiled.
"I've been here a few times when I was younger." he said and tilted his head. "But if you don't mind, I'd prefer not to dwell on all these old memories and rather make new ones." Aaron said it in a tone both stern and commanding, but also gentle and kind. He didn't want to offend the young lady.