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"Excellent, then I must let you know we cannot stay here. There's a port a few miles east - we can resupply there, organize our next moves..." The King whispered from within his lift, still having not revealed his face to the group. "It would be wise to go there. We cannot run and hide in these woods forever."

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"The Earth itself," The man whispered. "For this is no cave." He pointed upward. It was pitch black, but through the darkness the faintest of stars could be seen. "Canyons of stone line the planet, tight ones like this," He explained, moving the torch along the stone wall. "According to my Cabin Boy you start to forget things... and then, once you've forgotten, they come back, out of order. Things that are real feel fake and things that are in your mind... feel real - according to my Cabin Boy," The man muttered. "We have a camp ahead, we've been searching for our ship. You come with us and I'll help you." He gave them a smile. "It's what I do."