A boat trip into the grey archipelago. Pine and juniper clawing smoothly cragged spurs of granite. Dark bedrock isles parting the Baltic. Walking around the islands watching the tall reeds, grasses billowing. A naval fort lined with cannons set to seed with wildflower. Damp subterranean sleeping quarters. More faint smell of sea-weed rising from brackish water.
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