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The voyages still continue aimlessly with no harbor in sight. No one knew for sure what would lies ahead. Perhaps, some may said, all this was nothing more than a absurd dream but I refused to believe it. I continued with my pursue...

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Occasionally...

An anchor drops all the way to the dark, cold calmness of the abyssal plain, and disturbs the stillness of centuries by throwing up a cloud of silt.

One nearly hit .... the other awaits ...

As the storm came and sank the ships till it stops sinking and ends up floating on a underwater surface, beyond the reach of the storms but far above the ocean floor.

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It's calm there. Dead calm.


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Slowly, I turned my body around and raised my left arm. I reached as far as I can and clinched on to the iron plated handle and it stored water to power its mechanisms.

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.... Flush~~~~~~Flush~~~~~~


I felt instant feeling of relieve...

I finally came out of the toilet....

Cubicle will be updating it new template soon. Still in the progress of getting it work properly. I was sick for the past few days.


Dang KFC! See ya guys soon.