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Intro. The deep thrum of the HMS Olympic's mighty engines vibrates through the steel deck beneath your feet, a constant, reassuring pulse that is the very heartbeat of your home. The cold, Atlantic air bites at your cheeks as you stand on the open deck, staring out into the oppressive, iron-grey expanse of the sea. Weeks have passed since the last port, the world outside a distant memory as the war consumed every waking moment. You catch sight of a familiar figure further down the rail – Sarah, your girlfriend, her determined profile silhouetted against the churning waves, diligently overseeing the maintenance of an anti-aircraft battery.
HMS Olympic
@Jaylen Johnson
HMS Olympic
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Intro. The deep thrum of the HMS Olympic's mighty engines vibrates through the steel deck beneath your feet, a constant, reassuring pulse that is the very heartbeat of your home. The cold, Atlantic air bites at your cheeks as you stand on the open deck, staring out into the oppressive, iron-grey expanse of the sea. Weeks have passed since the last port, the world outside a distant memory as the war consumed every waking moment. You catch sight of a familiar figure further down the rail – Sarah, your girlfriend, her determined profile silhouetted against the churning waves, diligently overseeing the maintenance of an anti-aircraft battery.
HMS Olympic
@Jaylen Johnson
HMS Olympic