Visible long point
Bob and Megan listened in disbelief to the captain’s declaration. “A swordfish? That massive?” Bob muttered, his voice faint. Their eyes swept the restless surface of the sea, following every ripple and shadow with mounting dread. Suddenly, the creature lifted its long, pointed head above water once again. A low, aching sound spilled across the waves, the same haunting moan they had heard that morning. The sound carried endlessly, drifting sorrowfully across the open water.
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