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I'm still hanging out with Ravyn, Lareina, Murphy and Seamus. Ravyn has just told the men, if they get off the island, there are ladies a-plenty out in the world for them to meet. Murphy answers...
He shook his head, “I was born on this wee island, and spent me whole life here; I’d be lost elsewhere.”
He looked at his son, who sat staring out the window to the sea. “But, the lad needs a lass. Maybe I’ll let him go, someday.”
Seamus turned to his dad, excitement sparkling in his eyes, “Da, ya mean it? Can we go?”
“I’ll nae leave, but you can my boy.”
So...anyone up to watch the meteor shower?