A Godforsaken Spit of Land (The Waswood)

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Cold, salt air. Eery quiet: only the whisper of the water. And such a lot of water! You are not on the Brass Embassy's doorstep. You are not even in London. You are on a tiny scrap of rock, jutting from the Unterzee like a giant's underbite.

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The second paragraph varies based on the A Redefinition of West quality.

A Redefinition of WestSecond paragraph
0Two corners and twenty paces ago, you were on Moloch Street. How?
1There is little here to do. Rock; water; a strip of rubble in between. Certainly no boat. Many a marooned zailor has died in similar circumstances.

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Storylet appears in A Secluded Coastline

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