Reflections and Dwindling Hope

It's still cloudy, the sea's choppy, and it's still cold as balls. food and water in the lifeboat are starting to run low. i'm gonna try to ration it as much as i can. should stretch it out a few more days.

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On an Endless Sea

Guess you can sleep anywhere if you're tired enough, even a small wooden lifeboat getting tossed about a wide open ocean with a whole lotta nothing as far as i can see. believe me, i tried.

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A Letter From the Lost

The ocean spray and freezing rain didn't help, either. i got recruited by a deckhand to help load one of the lifeboats in as orderly a fashion as possible.

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Into Darkness: Bouyancy

Then the sound of rushing water begins, almost as if the seas were held at bay by our vigil. perhaps anu had been programmed with funerary etiquette.

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Seas Be Ours - Chapter 2

"wondering if your dead at sea instead of a back alley somewhere isn't much different from what we have now. so good luck to you."

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Splintered Light, Ch 9.3: Pre-Planning the Post-Planning Planning

Given that the wave rider was so far off of the trade lanes and the commonly traversed sea it was unlikely that pirates would be anywhere within hundreds of leagues of their location but it wasn't completely out of the question.

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Rescue and Recovery

I think i liked russia's wildness better than what the north sea offered us." "amen to that. i doubt i will ever want to take a cruise for the rest of my life."

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Nightlife at the Beach

The cool ocean breeze kept us all in high spirits and it wasn't long before i was itching to get my groove on.

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Rage of the Sea

The ocean boils as the great sea serpent comes to defend his land. large enough to sink a ship or eat several men whole. listen to the roar of men as they scream their defiance and pride.

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The Deep Roads

I dream about water and fog a lot, mostly about being on the open ocean.

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Flotsam

Flotsam He liked the feeling of the cold water lapping over and soaking his feet while he sat. It was always fun to watch the waves turn the tan sand into tan goo around his tan paws and feel his toes sink down into it all. He'd have to move now and...

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Shoreline Introductions

For a couple minutes, all they did was gaze at each other, becoming a sensual still frame against the rushing waves of the ocean, but soon, the paws began to move.

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