The next day, the gathering set out on the open sea traveling to Galathon. As they left the bay, it was time to join the four orbs as one, so they could lead the way to Galathon, for no one knew where it lied.
Geeble raised his staff high into the air and began speaking a language the others did not understand, but the orbs did. It was some incantation of some kind. Then, in a flash of light, the orbs all joined together in Geeble's staff. It shinned a a bright white. Geeble then dipped the orb end of his staff into the water and a bright line emanated from the staff in a line headed towards the horizon.
Geeble: Looks like we follow that path.
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