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Stranded survival
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Ongoing, First published Jan 21, 2024
Mature
You are Lee Smith, a young boy living in Kingston Town with your mother and father.
Your father is a blacksmith for the Royal navy and you own a Sloop for fishing.

While out at sea, a bad storm hits causing your ship the HMS Smithy to be wracked ashore a uncharted isle.

Now you must do what you can until a ship passes by or you can escape yourself.
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