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These High Skies
A Victorian Adventure
Battersea Shopping Area, Banks of the Thames, Battersea, South West London, 1887
Captain Richard Stewart took another sip of tea before checking his watch again. The old, golden rimmed minute hand slowly ticked away as he re-adjusted his reading glasses. Age had began taking a toll on his eye sight.
"Five to nine," he mumbled as he shuffled in his seat, "Five to nine in the morning."
He had been sitting outside his favourite tea shop for an hour now. Owned by a Mandarin merchant who decided to settle in the heart of the empire, he had enjoyed the various teas and delicacies for the past 10 years in the same seat. A seat strangely placed outside the store front, by the general pedestrians. A lovely spot in the summer but an inconvenience in the winter. It's a shame that this might be the last time he'd ever sit or even see the quaint, little store again. He breathed in the winter air before exhaling and seeing his breath fade away into the heavens.
He closed his eyes before turning his gaze towards the passing crowds of morning shoppers. Despite a thin layer of snow settling on the pavement below, men, women and children all huddled together to complete their morning errands. Horse-drawn carriages dragged through the roads and the calm tides of the Thames rolled gently against the river banks.
And amongst the bustling shoppers, he waited. Doing nothing but sipping tea and greeting the occasional random passer-by.
This would've been a regular morning, had he not been expecting a group that'll eventually be his future crew members.
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