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“Shandy looked ahead. Blackbeard, apparently willing to get the explanation later, had picked up his oars and was rowing again. 'May I presume to suggest,' yelled Shandy giddily to Davies, 'that we preoceed the hell out of here with all due haste.' Davies pushed a stray lock of hair back from his forehead and sat down on the rower's thwart. 'My dear fellow consider it done.”

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On Stranger Tides

This novel is a pirate adventure set in the 18th century, where a pirate captain embarks on a quest to uncover the secrets of a mysterious island. The story weaves through the tumultuous waters of the Caribbean, filled with danger, intrigue, and the allure of hidden treasures. more

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Tim Powers
Tim Powers

Tim Powers is a renowned American fantasy author, born on February 29, 1952. His works are known for their unique blend of fantasy elements and complex historical backgrounds, which have won him a dedicated following. more

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