Labels:text | screenshot | font | yellow | number OCR: 9 around the new arrival, leaping from his body like rats deserting a sinking ship. But, startled as the man was, he had no intention of letting the water become his grave. He'd come too far, endured too much to surrender to that fate. If death wanted him it would have to drag him kicking and clawing from life. Lungs straining to retain what little breath was left in them, he cleaved a path upwards, toward the faint circle of light that he knew meant fresh air. The light came from a country - a world - he'd dreamed of for more than twenty years. Time he'd spent as a prisoner of the allied Fifth and Sixth Rank Fey in a place where the normal rules of physics did not apply. A hidden subterranean city-state they called Emain. Breaking through the surface of the water Johnny Halcombe floundere ...
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