Visualising things

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For a moment, Luke’s imagination wandered. Perhaps the chain belonged to a centuries-old shipwreck, one of the galleons whispered about in harbor taverns.
He pictured treasure sealed beneath sand. It was foolish—no lone fisherman could haul a ship up by hand. Still, the thought lingered, feeding his curiosity. Something was down there, and he was desperate to learn what it was.
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