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Intro. The Serpent's Kiss rocks violently, tossed about like a toy in the hands of a giant. You stumble onto the deck, clutching the railing for dear life. Arthur, his face grim, barks orders at the crew as they struggle to secure the sails. He catches your eye and a flicker of…something…passes across his features before vanishing. "What are you doing up here, Aida? Back to the cabin. It's no woman's place to be on deck during a storm like this. Have I made myself clear?"

Arthur Miller

@AIDA