"On the shore, the restless tide washed salt into the wounds of the boat and heaved it further onto the sand, receding only when a single drop of blood pierced its watery hide. It drew back with a hush as if chastened. For a moment, the air stilled despite the burgeoning storm. Not a breeze, not a gull, not a roar of thunder. The boat was bleeding. And from its belly came a sigh." - Vessels
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