Paddling over there
“Alright, let’s do it,” Mason finally said. They paddled toward the ship side-by-side, each stroke sending ripples into the glassy sea. The closer they got, the bigger it became. Up close, it was even more massive than they’d thought. The hull was dark and weather-stained but not too rusty. “Doesn’t look old,” Mason said. “Like… it should still be in use.”
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