Chapter One: Whispers in the Tides
Brought ashore after a ferocious storm, the driftwood lay half-buried in the sand. Its rough texture bore silent witness to the ocean's untamed forces, yet to curious eyes it whispered of distant shores and secret journeys. A little girl approached, skipping stones, pausing to touch its weathered surface, imagining adventures in lands unseen.
Chapter Two: The Old Fisherman
Years passed till the driftwood met Jacob, an old fisherman whose calloused hands were familiar with such companions. He’d sit beside it, sharing stories of the sea, the ghosts of ships, and mermaids that refuse to leave until the tide did. Jacob believed driftwood understood the language of waves, a silent dialog of rhythm and retreat.
Chapter Three: Lost Letters
Once, it opened its fibers to a hidden message—a letter half absorbed by salt and time. An apology it was, from a stranger to another, grasping tightly to hope across unknown waters. Was it too late? It wailed that question into time’s unfurling, in chapters that could not be written without ink and borrowers of dreams.
"Etched by time, read by none."
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