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No Country for the Tide
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The water rose faster than it should, coming in against the wind. It climbed past his knees in seconds, far quicker than any tide he knew. Halloran clutched the box and ran for the dinghy, but the flats had turned to soup and his boots stuck fast. Whatever was buried here, the island was fighting to keep it.
Halloran refused to let go of the box. The water closed over his head. In his last moments he forced the lid and saw the ledger float free. His own name was written at the bottom, in fresh ink, dated today. The island had been waiting for him by name. Then there was only the cold and the dark.
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