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Submitted to Contest #8
The small tug boat lurches on the waves. The side of the cliff is shaking through the black rain. The first rock comes out of the water and splits the bow.“Wyatt! We have to make for the beach!” Wyatt can’t hear me through the rain. He’s somewhere inside. I’m out on deck. A wave pushes the remains of the boat into a rock shelf and we tip. I don’t have time to jump. The deck bucks underneath me and I shoot into the metal railings. They give way with a metallic crack almost lost in the thunder. I hit the water. I can’t move my arm. It’s shatte...
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