Braving Oddities

The sea was rough, tossing the boat on the wild waters. No sign of land, not even a promontory rock to settle the rising anxieties, and the pelting rain blinding any possible hope of vision. Despite the miseries the heart still bracing every miscreant happening with a defiant smile, for exploring the uncharted territories what kept him going even when the sails were snapping in a gruff

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