GOD-OF-WORDS
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A boat rocked upon the calm water that murmured along the shore, when a young man came down from the upper bank of white drift sand, and seized the tiller rope.
The young man turned towards the speaker, and encountered a sight that caused his handsome eyes to bulge with amazement.
It was a clear, cloudless night, and a half moon shed it's diminished radiance on surrounding objects, and revealed to the astonished gaze of the young man the weird-appearing figure of a young girl.