Ocean night passed without knowing. It was morning. The tropical sun shines on the immense waves. Gian Potơva has experienced a fluttering sleep. She awoke to the burning sun shining in her face. Horses leather pattern bedding set. In the small boat, beside her were three sailors, Clayton and Toran. She looked around to see where the rest were. But looking forever she still could not see any other boat. Four surfaces only have overlapping, monotonous waves. She was startled. Her fragile boat was bobbing alone in the middle of the Atlantic.
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