March 30, 2037
Never a day goes by when there aren’t a plethora of airship races scheduled. The ships scream across the sky at incredible speeds, boosted by magic and technology intertwined. Some of the more dangerous races take place in the clouds, down among the jagged rock formations of the uninhabitable earth below. Maybe I could try my hand and win a few gold coins?
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