A lone ship drifts through the fog, its tattered sails glowing with an eerie green light as if stirred by something unseen. The creaking of its hull echoes across the water even though no living crew stands on its deck. Those who draw too close swear the air grows colder and that the ship watches them with a patience that feels older than the sea itself.
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A lone ship drifts through the fog, its tattered sails glowing with an eerie green light as if stirred by something unseen. The creaking of its hull echoes across the water even though no living crew stands on its deck. Those who draw too close swear the air grows colder and that the ship watches them with a patience that feels older than the sea itself.
Purchasing this scene includes:
JPEG, GIF, and MP4 formats.
