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"The Lost Notebook" by dark_julian3788
March 12, Year 3 We are still at sea. No land in sight yet, but strangely, there are birds flying above us in circles, almost as if watching. We've lost the last three baskets of food because of the huge waves crashing over the deck. Things are getting critical. The crew is growing weak and anxious. March 13, Year 3 Now we see not only birds, but also branches and leaves floating beside us in the water. Strange thing is, there is still no land anywhere. This makes no sense. Where are these things coming from? March 14, Year 3 The wind has started to blow very strong, howling like voices in the night. It feels like some kind of magic is stirring in the air. The crew is hungry and afraid. Some of them have started whispering to each other when they think I cannot hear. I don’t think I can calm them down for much longer. March 15, Year 3 Land is in sight at last. I hope it’s an island with people living there, or at least some shelter. The crew is feeling more hopeful now. Their faces look brighter. March 16, Year 3 We arrived at the island. There is something strange here. The air smells sweet, almost...
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