by wxtchlurd407
In the flickering light of a coastal hearth, stories are told of a vessel that defies the laws of the sea. As the ocean begins to whisper back, the line between myth and reality starts to blur. They say that if you see the tattered sails of the Tide, you must never follow because on the blackest reaches of the horizon, you don’t just sail the ocean anymore. The ocean begins to sail you.
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