Visualising things

For a brief moment, Luke’s imagination wandered. Perhaps this chain belonged to a centuries-old shipwreck, one of the legendary galleons whispered about in the harbor taverns. He pictured sunken treasure sealed away beneath sand, hidden from the world. It was foolish, he knew—no lone fisherman could haul an entire ship up by hand. Still, the thought lingered, feeding his growing curiosity. Something was down there, and he was desperate to learn what it was.
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