Giant Iceberg Drifts Past Town, Then Locals Spot This On Top

Into the Water

At the pier, an old rowboat waited. Its paint peeled, but it would float. They pushed off, oars dipping into inky water. The sea rolled under them, restless and cold.

Spray stung their faces. “Keep low,” Greg muttered. Thomas just rowed, jaw tight, eyes locked on the glowing iceberg ahead.