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3. The Misty Maiden
Mika
had never been on a ship before. Soon he began to
wish he never had set out on his journey. Storm
after storm seemed to hit the ship. If there were
any other passengers aboard he certainly couldn't
find them. And the crew, like phantoms themselves,
offered him no comfort. Even his guitar kept going
so out of tune because of the wet salty air that
he packed it away, and spent most of the days in
bed wishing he were home.
And
then on the twelfth day out at sea a terrible storm
hit the ship, splitting it in two. Mika didn't really
know what happened after that. He just held onto
a splinter of wood, and shivered in the cold dark
water. He dozed, then awoke, cold and lonesome,
wishing more than ever that he were home.
 
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