The Wistful Voyage
The ice is breaking. You hear it. A sharp crack. Like a bone snapping. You are on the deck. The wind is cold. It cuts through your coat. Your coat is heavy. It is soaked. You do not move. You stand still. Your boots are wet. The water is black. It is deep. It is fast. You are the captain. You know this. You have always been the captain. Even when you were not. Even when you were a boy. Even...
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