Flash fiction AI can't imitate.

An ornery ocean batters the trunk of a vacant lighthouse. It sits atop a craggy escarpment —overlooking the nocturnal horizon.

The flicker of a large ship’s steering light can be seen at the skyline’s edge.

It navigates using GPS.

 

— Bastian Espada

 

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