The Sublimation
The bay did not change overnight. That was the first thing people misunderstood about the ocean. It looked the same at sunrise as it had at sunset, gray and patient and indifferent to the small dramas that played out along its edges. But something in the pressure had shifted. Tom Callahan could feel it in his bones, the way old sailors felt weather coming before any instrument could measure it....
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