And for the first time that day he saw the sea, dark and blue and the white combers looming out of the deep and crashing endlessly against the bare and aged cliff sides and rolling into the cove awash with racks of seaweed and the remains of every living thing to ever carry bones. Reefs of gray clouds passed through the coast like a league of phantoms silent and vaporous amongst the constant spume of the ocean.
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