Samuel turned around and faced me. I stood aside, opening the pathway for him to board his ship. He strode past me, his posture proud and unwavering. I followed with a spring in my step. I relished the idea of being on boats, sailing, and swimming. Wruy followed me, determined not to let any fear show. Both men stayed in the middle of the wooden plank while I looked over the edge with interest. I would just love to jump down right now, right in the water. We walked up and up, until we reached the deck of the enormous ship. Sam jumped over the ledge, immediately turned around and held his hand out for me to grab. I would act surprised by his gesture, but to be fair, this behaviour was to be expected of any decent person. My fingers grasped his hand and his cool skin tingled against mine when he tightened his hold on me. With his assistance, I manoeuvred over the ledge, both feet landing on the grand wooden deck. As expected, the ship bore the signature black signature colour, adorne
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