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There is a distinctive shadow forming close to the boat. As we get closer, you hear it suddenly, a faint weep. We get closer, closer, the weeping turning into mournful wails and it is when we see her, as though formed out of the mists.
By J. Garcia and A. WrightThere is a distinctive shadow forming close to the boat. As we get closer, you hear it suddenly, a faint weep. We get closer, closer, the weeping turning into mournful wails and it is when we see her, as though formed out of the mists.