You choose to walk along the shoreline, your footsteps crunching on the
wet gravel beneath your feet, loud over the quiet but steady slap of the
waves as they roll in towards the bank then out again. You soon find yourself in a small fishing village of perhaps a dozen
buildings. Tattered nets hang from every house and several boats have
been pulled onto the beach.
The fishermen are drying their nets on the shore and sorting their catch into seaweed lined boxes.
Do you approach them and ask for passage to the island?
or
Maybe there is somewhere else you should be right now?
The fishermen are drying their nets on the shore and sorting their catch into seaweed lined boxes.
Do you approach them and ask for passage to the island?
or
Maybe there is somewhere else you should be right now?
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