The Dive

It's not a nice day for a swim, but a good one for sailing. It's quite overcast and a good wind is building. There's a very distinctive area of the Beast that supports diving. It's either at the prow or the aft. A long way down whichever end of the matronly vessel you choose. Ruby has been up all night. The baby is collicky and repaying its mother back for the delay and adventures it was forced to partake alongside her. She stares hollowly out to sea, relatively alone at the rail, not appearing to care as carnivorous vines take potshots at her fingers and knuckles.
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