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Whispers on the wind foretold of his coming. Captain Coconut Adams who outfitted his flotilla with sails painted sky blue and bedecked with palms and rocks. Ships hung with mosses and grass. Spotted lands became untrusted. Sailors seeking respite glassed the horizon and saw false islands. Sailed excitedly across the waves only to know too late they had fallen for the trap.