The ship rises and falls as the wake of something far larger than itself passes beneath it.
White knuckled, his hands grip a rail above a swirling sea. โWe need a bigger boat.โ
She sees a hundred-meter tail breach, then plunge into the waves. โIt wouldnโt matter.โ
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