<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194682.msg10289288#msg10289288">Quote from: Mac84 on 22-07-2014, 16:05:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Soon, several specks could be seen off on the horizon. It was the Hawaiian Islands. Hawaii, like much of the world suffered greatly once the Fleet of Fog Blockade took affect. The Rising water levels having sunk vast parts of the islands, and severely reduced usable Farming lands. So Famine ran amok the first couple of years after the blockade, resulting in a much more diminished human population. Arizona stood upon the bow of her ship, and looked at the islands intently. Something about them were drawing her to them. Calling out to her. What was it? Why should she even care about Land masses? She grimaced as she was very uncomfortable with this rather odd sensation, she believed it was called Deja' Vu. Yet, exploring the island could be a good way to discern the state of the Fog, and World at large for those of them that hasn't been apart of it for over the last decade.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Off to the side,<em>Effingham</em>had likewise finished her self-maintainance cycle, and was leaning on the railing of her bridge, a simulated mug of tea in her hand, as she gazed out towards the Hawaiian Islands, wondering what they might find there, on those waterlogged islands that had once been a true Tropical Paradise. As she drank from her mug, she happened to look over to one side, where some of the 'younguns' were, and she chuckled to herself.<br/><br/><em>"The strength of twice three thousand horse<br/>  That seeks the single goal;<br/>The line that holds the rending course,<br/>  The hate that swings the whole;<br/>The stripped hulls, slinking through the gloom,<br/>  At gaze and gone again --<br/>The Brides of Death that wait the groom --<br/>  The Choosers of the Slain!"</em><br/><br/>She murmured to herself.<br/>