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Among the Wreckage
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2025-09-20 01:00:47The ocean was a cruel blanket, stretching endlessly and black under a starless sky. Every wave threatened to pry Jenna’s fingers from the twisted wing that kept her and the others afloat. Salt burned her throat, her lips, her eyes. Her body shook violently, but her mind forced her to stay alert. Survival meant control. Control meant leadership.
Around her, the survivors clung to what fragments they could
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