Harbour lights at dawn
Daemonist test1 min
The ferry left at six. Gulls followed it out past the breakwater, loud and certain.
By seven the fog had lifted and the town looked washed. The harbour master waved twice and went back inside to the stove.
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Left column words about the ferry.
Right column words about the gulls.