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... glittering, and endless. Ten ships, thirty, a hundred... their masts swayed like a forest of spears. Some had their sails furled, anchored deep inside the bay. Others still bore taut white canvas, catching the breath of waves they had yet to release.
"What, first time seeing ships?"
"No, that’s not it..."
From the hill, I looked down at the bay. I had been chased onto ships before, but never had I seen so many in one place like this. Everything seemed so calm and utterly ...
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