It was a worst case scenario, setting sail as winter barreled towards the island. The braying of the gulls felt like an ominous warning. Unfortunately, the waves of undead sailors crawling onto the beach from the heavy cruiser half sunk off shore left me no other choice.
Published on October 29, 2020
I hope this gets expanded into a story some day!
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such great few words!
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Good imagery with a few words!
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Thank you 🖤
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