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... mouth carried an indescribable salty damp scent. The sky above was covered by heavy clouds. The old ships docked in Devon Port were rusted, the sunset scattered diamonds along the wave crests. Through holes in the old sail, one could see, the sea spray splashed up like pale fingers, etching traces on the ancient rocks.
An old black car parked by the side of the road. A few figures rushed into the watchtower before sunset. A thick smell of blood wafted from inside the gates. Jim, who brok ...
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