Notes
“Now I remembered a captain's honor and his only duty: to bring his crew back alive.”
“... The women's song was always the same, as monotonous as the beating of the waves against the beach: loss, loss. The conch offered them no enchantment. When they put their ear to it, all they heard was the echo of their mourning.”
― Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned
For those who dedicated their lives to the sea and those they left behind.
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