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There was a cry: Drifting Island !.

I got to my feet, looking around. A black dot loomed on the horizon.

Taking the telescope from Garcia who came up, I began to examine the drifting island.

Apparently it was a small islet – all drowning in greenery, with stars of palm trees sticking out from Naked women chat Dayona. lower vegetation.

But it did not attract my attention – the greenery could not absorb the stone debris, here and there protruding from the thickets.

“What is it, Garcia?”

“Many of the drifting islands were a refuge of demons who got rid of their masters. ” They captured slaves who built fortresses on drifting islands.