You hear the dupebird's unsettling call approaching on the wind long before the creature itself dips out of the sky and perches beside you, as though nothing at all is amiss. Blithering idiot! We should have sighted land by now! How far have we to go? The words it speaks are gibberish, of course, but so close to human speech that the effect is eerie and dreamlike, like listening to the chatter of ghosts. There are undercurrents to these rumours. Belay that! Hoho!
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