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The sharp, briny scent of sea-soaked, sun-dried wood rushed to meet him. When the wind billowed through his shirt, it felt as though it were dusted with salt, raising a phantom itch across his skin.
As the darkness slowly receded and his vision cleared, Qi Si found himself at the bow of a ship, his feet planted on splintered, decaying planks, his arms resting on the wooden gunwale.
Before him stretched a boundless sea, where murky, ochre waves rolled on endlessly. The surface of the water was unnervingly clean, as if scoured by a recent storm, with not a single reef or another vessel in sight.
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