Entry: To the ends of the earth, till the salty sea turned frozen and we crunched our way to a stand still. In the hopes that we would find something, in the hopes that we would be found, in the hopes that we would be remembered, in the hopes that we would be even missed at all. Our beautiful vessel, her back broken and splintered across the icy landscape- our tomb.
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