It had been said once by a poet — a drunk poet, it must be noted— that on Podka, it rained silver.

As, due to tide, Kracken, and merfolk treaty, Podka was nearly inaccessible, this had been broadly debated but never disproven.

And now, Cpt. Rava stood with a pirate and the Podkayne in their cliffside village, half naked in a torrential downpour, as the rain dropped tiny pellets of silver in their hands.



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