"The salty scent of it. The vastness of it. The swaying lull of it from the ship. The glimmer of light on the waves. The sound of it crashing to shore. The fear and awe of a dangerous storm..."
His voice fades to silence for a few seconds, though it feels like an eternity.
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"The salty scent of it. The vastness of it. The swaying lull of it from the ship. The glimmer of light on the waves. The sound of it crashing to shore. The fear and awe of a dangerous storm..."
His voice fades to silence for a few seconds, though it feels like an eternity.
"The freedom of it."