The Wistful Voyage

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The ship groans. A low, tectonic shudder runs through the steel hull, vibrating up through the soles of your boots, into your knees, into the marrow of your spine. You are in the deep. The air tastes of rust and salt. Your hand is a map of scars. You look at it now, flexing the knuckles. The skin is tight. The nails are trimmed short, sharp as knives. This is your body. This is the only...

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