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Also known as New City, San Angelo has all the bells and whistles. Abstract and interesting attractions bring in heavy tourism to Boudreaux and Tunshow, while the tall buildings continue to amaze the simplest tourists. San Angelo’s aesthetic is gray and pristine, like a new stainless steel refrigerator, perhaps. Modernized architecture, signage, and decor only add to the city’s aesthetic.
San Angelo cannot exist without blemishes, though. Where it has a sparkling modernized city, it also has a large area of neglected slums. The differences between the two parts of the city are palpable, and so is their attitudes towards the stray dogs that roam either of their streets. Whereas new age San Angelo would prefer to keep the strays from ruining their city's image, the slums don't much mind the strays as long as they're not taking away their food or livelihood.
- Climate: It may feel ‘warmer’ in this area, due to the wind not being able to blow through the tall buildings. Snow also has a tougher time sticking to the ground in the city, due to all the different ground textures as well as hot exhausts from cars and buildings.
- Geography: The entire city sits upon bluffs. On the city’s level, it's quite flat with only minimal hillocks. However, the coastline and Sturgeon Bay below sit at the bottom of the bluffs with the vertical cliff edge to their backs. This natural occurrence does well to protect the city from catastrophic storm surges. Sturgeon Bay also sits on a much smaller bluff bordering the bay below.
- Demographics: A mixture of people can be found in this area but, it's divided into two extremes. The incredibly poor, like in Blood Village & Richardson, and the rich, like Sturgeon Bay and Bourdreaux. The middle-class prevails mostly within Tunshow and Oxford. This area is very densely populated, likely the most out of all areas in the city.
- Prey: Within the city, catching live prey can be difficult, especially under the eyes of passing by humans. Within Waterstone Park, an abundance of different prey can be found, and the thick foliage of trees provide perfect cover. However, as far as scavenging for scraps, there’s plenty for even inexperienced dogs.
- Fauna (hover for specifics!): rodents, birds, your occasional really lost White-tailed Deer, reptiles, fish, and other small mammals
- Flora: This area is dominated by Slippery Elm Trees, either wild-grown in the Waterstone Park, or strategically placed along city streets. Quite a lot of flowers are used for decoration, including Rose, Echinacea, Calendula, Chamomile, among many others. Only a few naturally growing herbs can be found here, growing through the cracks in the sidewalk: are Dandelion, Hawthorn, and Nettle. Any other chance at a specific herb can be scavenged from gardens or snatched from grocery stores.
Teeming with all flavors of life, Richardson is a melting pot of many cultures in a low-class area. You will find no skyscrapers here. There’s just no budget for it. Instead Richardson’s tallest buildings hold in as much of the population as possible. The area is congested - not only with traffic, but there are simply too many people stuffed into one place. All kinds of strays - both animal and human - share the streets here. Most often, they have respect for one another.
Different smells - both delicious and disgusting - float through the air throughout the day. Sirens shriek through Richardson on an almost constant basis, but they don’t always mean crime. Sometimes, there’s pain, suffering, and death. There is a constant war for peace here, between man and stray. As with many other places, residents here are tolerant of the strays, but when it becomes clear that a stray is trying to take something they have, a silent war breaks out and it quickly becomes man vs. dog.
Points of Interest:
United Scrap & Metals: Surrounded by tall iron fences, United Scrap & Metals junkyard is an unwelcoming place with loud machinery and busyness happening all day long. The humans that now run the place hate strays and aren’t against throwing rocks at dogs to keep them away... There's no food, no promise of shelter, and the dogs that guard the place at night are large, vicious things that can't be bargained with. Much of what most dogs had known of this place was junked, sold, or recycled and replaced with new, sellable junk. The gates remain closed and locked after business hours, and if one thing is for certain: strays are not welcome here. [Picture]
The Southside is a congested and squalid part of town. Low-income housing tenements, abandoned houses, crime scenes, graffiti'd playgrounds, the burnt remains of storefronts that were torched by their bankrupt owners, and cracked sidewalks all make up what the Southside really is. The humans living here are no better than the conditions, either weapon-toting gangsters or cracked-out addicts. Crime is through the roof, police sirens shriek all throughout the night, and the stray dogs that live here are equally as grizzly as their environment.
The one place that makes this area notable, however, is The Bad Place. All dogs, stray or not, know what this place is. It's the end of the line, dog prison, you never get out alive... unless you know how to escape.
Points of Interest:
Squatter's Lane: Situated on the dirty banks of the man-made Harlem River, Squatter’s Lane stretches beneath a good portion of the city's major highways. There’s quite a pungent stench that emanates from the squalid camp. Here, humans live in the same conditions as the dogs do, but some of them aren't against killing a dog for a little food. [Picture]
- Casa de Roja: Not quite just a ‘house’, but it definitely started with one. Taking up one, small block, Casa de Roja is located in one of the darkest parts of the slums. Here, the nightlife blooms with some interesting characters. Female humans strut around in clicky shoes with strong, fake scents trailing behind them. The pheromones in this area are almost sickening. Littering the strip are dark clubs with bright, migraine-inducing, neon lights. [Picture]
Route 56 is a sketchy area of town along a sketchy road with a thin, dirty sidewalk. There are often pieces of vehicles and glass on the sides of the road left over from accidents, and abandoned vehicles parked in darkened alleys and lots. Car dealerships, fast food drive-ins, motels, mobile home communities, and used automotive parts dealers line this road. The motels are often frequented by customers who seem to come and go, by women with strong scents and clicky shoes, by men with chemical smells emanating from their pockets. The sidewalk is not often used by humans because the cars whizz by so closely, and it’s dangerous. There are many car accidents along this road, sometimes involving those walking innocently on the sidewalks.
Oxford’s a strange, in-between place, catering the most to its low- and middle-class citizens. It’s not the worst part of the slums, but also not clean enough to be considered part of the city. The people here are more inclined to treat a friendly stray with respect than react with violence, but most families don't make enough money to leave food out for them.
Oxford's buildings are large and gray, offering it very little character. Its sidewalks, alleyways, and roads are littered with trash, old poop dotting the edges, and strong odors of pets marking territory that isn't theirs. Homeless humans dot the streets like hopeless plastic bags floating in the breeze. These hobos don't eat strays, but they don't smell any different.
Points of Interest:
Northern Gates Airport: A large airspace takes up a good chunk of northern Richardson. The high security, loud airplane engines, and general danger of this place tends to keep strays away, though a curious dog may try to steal away in such a place during off peak hours. Beware, though: it’s really easy to lose one’s way here. [Picture]
East County Landfill
East County Landfill is a place teeming with rolling hills of everything ranging from furniture, to appliances, to clothing, to rotting food. The smells of this place are thick, especially on a warm day, a mixing pot of mold, rancid food, dead things. The location attracts many scavenging animals, which is an opportunity within itself. Scavenging birds, such as seagulls and crows, raccoons, rats, opossums, and even the occasional coyote or bear can be found rooting through this treasure trove of trash. Human workers often visit the place, but it's large enough that contact can be avoided.
Westward Medics is a string of tents that are hastily put together in rougher parts of Oxford. Funded by a rich Easton man with a kind heart, they act as mobile clinics, offering free medical services to the homeless and poor, as well as a good meal to those in need. Despite its humble looks, they are very sterile and generally well-stocked on medical supplies.
The staff tend to be weary of strays, due to trying to keep their area of operation clean. And so, despite the promise of genuine medical supplies or food, any thoughts of theft must be done carefully and swiftly. The inhabitants of the Ward won't hesitate to call animal control on a snooping stray.
On Jarvis Island, there are three decaying buildings that have been untouched by humanity for about 60 years. Word on the streets says that they were weapon factories, used during an old war. Most of the internals of the factories have been stripped clean, yet the old machinery still remains. While the structures crumble with time, the island is a wicked cool place to visit, incredibly peaceful, and very private. Nature has begun to reclaim the factories, and growing saplings have shattered windows; weeds grow through cracks in the concrete floors; ivy climbs up the brick walls both inside and out; and both bird and insect nests can be found within the structures.
The buildings are hidden away from prying eyes by a thick forest that grows all around them. The animals found here are mostly birds, bats, and any other animals that can fly or swim. Unaccustomed to seeing large predators on the island very often, these prey animals tend to be quite naive.
Jarvis Island is only accessible by dogs (and other animals) during low tide. If one can confidently fling themselves from the low cliff edges of Oxford or into Almakee’s riverbanks, it’s just a quick swim! Don’t hang around there too long, though! Once the tide creeps back in, you’ll be stranded!
It's no irony that Blood Village is named the way it is. Once it might've been a nice area, but those days are far gone. Rotted by poverty, violence, and crime, it is a brutal place filled with criminals, drug dealers, addicts, and gang lords. The houses are rundown, crammed together, and filthy. Despite this, it's not too common to see homeless people on the streets, likely due to how undesirable it is to live here. Desperate parents have even constructed 'don't shoot, kids at play' signs in the few surviving neighborhoods. The city itself seems to view the place as a lost cause, and thus, most turn a blind eye to this poor sight, leaving it to rot. It's a desolate place, either filled with people who do bad things or the unfortunate souls who can't afford to live anywhere else. They say only the bravest go to Blood Village, and only the toughest survive.
A prison rests on the very edge of Blood Village. The dogs call this place the ‘Human Pound’. Rumors of criminals breaking out or that they kill their inmates as they reach full capacity often circle Blood Village. Despite its daunting size and presence, it does little to wrangle in or garner any fear from the wild inhabitants of the area.
The Saints gang that calls this rundown place their home claim an old, hidden monastery named 'St Wintervale' in Blood Village as their main base of operations. Any dog valuing their life would steer very clear of anywhere near the monastery.
Settled on the top of a cliffed hill sits an ancient and massive monastery, thought to be here even before Blood Village was established. Its brown stone walls and tall steeples are a stark difference from the modern and rundown Blood Village. It's probably a good thing that it stand high up in the cliffs, hidden away from prying eyes else it might've become an eyesore along with everything else long ago. The grounds around the monastary are sprawling, a stark difference from the cramped city below. Why hasn't the city knocked this down to expand?
Protected behind large, rusted gates, the building has multiple levels and a stained glass rooftop of the topmost floor. Though most of its other buildings and wings have decayed and became lost to time, it's still a rather beautiful place. The Saints claim it as their home.
Tucked away in the worse parts of Blood Village lies a large house. Sticking out against the small and dilapidated houses, this house is not anything special. Perhaps meant to be luxurious or perhaps beautiful at one point, its appearance, innards, and purpose is disgusting. The windows are broken and poorly boarded with hastily-hammered wood; the structure of the place is in shambles - cracked, splintered, and broken in many aspects; it's clear this house's owner does not care for the structure at all. However, this house serves a different purpose: it's one of the largest Traphouses in Blood Village, and is constantly filled with sick humans that act strangely. Strange chemical smells pervade from the inside, and the humans that come and go smell of fear and act very suspiciously.
While the traphouse might otherwise not be a dog's first choice when scavenging for food, a smart dog who knows how to play their cards right might be able to get quite a bit of food, given plenty of people inside suffer from the munchies. Still, it's a high-risk and dangerous place - be it from the overdosing participants, uninhibited humans, or the cops that constantly raid the place. A dog snooping around here should know the traphouse is an in-and-out job.
Nearing the prison rests an abandoned, decaying house that used to serve as a dog fighting ring. On the inside, one will find it littered with trash and rats, the smell of death still lingering in the air. Various dog cages litter the floor, some still locked with the decayed skeletons of dogs still inside of them. In the basement of the house, lies the dog fighting pit, which is a wide open space with various spots in the floor stained red.The house in itself is quite big, housing many rooms, many of them filled with devices and tools used to train these killer dogs. It's not uncommon to find foxes or other scavengers picking through the remains here. Additionally, wannabe gangster teenagers sometimes come here to hang out or defile the place with graffiti.
Bale's Butcher Shop
Located near the edge of the cliffs, looking down upon Jones Beach, there's a rather large, odd-looking butchery. The fish caught from the sea are sometimes processed here before being sent off to the meat packaging factories in Teirno. An inexpensive shop to get a nice, cheap cut of meat, lines can often be seen forming in the early mornings. Unsurprisingly though, in the back away from prying eyes, it's a rather unprofessional, dirty place with plenty of rumors circling about it. For example, some say the head butcher uses the business to deal drugs as well as sell 'exotic' meats. Getting inside isn't that hard - just don't get caught. Word on the street is that any unlucky dog who gets caught inside never comes out whole again.
Boudreaux is the heart of the city, home to the tallest buildings and the most tourist attractions. It’s also home to the large and beautiful Waterstone Park. Designer stores, restaurants of different cultures, museums, thrift shops, and many, many food stands all make up the liveliness of Boudreaux. Those who have the luxury of living here are no doubt upper class, and such can be said about their pets, too, strutting through streets that they think they own on jewel-crested leashes and collars. They’re bad-mannered here, but terribly naive - and that can be said for both the humans and pets. A smart stray can easily take advantage of a situation in Boudreaux.
Points of Interest:
Gotham Veterinary Center: The actual vet’s office here is not particularly the focus; instead, most strays visit this place to trade with a certain three-legged tabby cat named Timmy that lives here as a permanent resident. Those who come to Timmy, whether it be for drugs or information, know to bring payment in the form of fresh food or street ‘nip before saddling up to the side where he usually sunbathes on a window perch. [Picture]
West of Waterstone Park, Market Street is a straight, long road with stores lined up on either side. The stores are not very stray-friendly, but there are plenty of options for the savvy dog who has stealth on their side. There are as many cars as there are people that pass through here and the sidewalks are always clogged with humans and their children, many bags hanging from their arms. Not an ounce of space is wasted on Market St, and where there aren’t stores, there are vendors selling their wares on the sidewalks.
Waterstone Park is a large, wooded park with an amusement park and zoo within the vicinity. The park itself is huge, boasting winding paths through acres of trees and grassy fields that humans run, bike, or skate down, sometimes with their pets. Paths wind through much of the forest, but there are parts that are so dense only the local wildlife can navigate it. True to its name, a lake rests in the middle of the park, filled with fish, geese, turtles, and the occasional rowboat or canoe. Waterstone Park is the perfect mix of wildlife and city life in its own setting.
Points of Interest:
- Clemens' Amusement Park & Zoo: Outside the dense woodlands sits a small, ramshackle amusement park and a newly-built zoo with a handful of exotic animals. Whenever it is open, people and their children flood the place. [Picture]
- Garden of Wonder: A recent installment in the area, the Garden of Wonder is a mystery to most strays. Within this area, there are endless animal- and abstract-shaped bushes along with numerous alabaster statues featuring humans in ecstasy or agony... or both? Humans seem to worship the odd shrubbery and angsty statues contained within it, suggesting they're objects of some kind of importance or power. Often enjoying picnics in the park, humans seem to have this endearing habit of leaving their things unattended while they snap endless pictures of the statues... [Picture]
- Pawtastic Dog Park: Located in a large, fenced-in area, the Pawtastic Dog Park is not the most plush environment. The ground is a mixture of dirt and gravel, which isn't very comfortable on the paws, but on the plus side, it's got a small water park and an agility course to really get that exercise in! This park is a great place to train pups, but beware the park sticklers who like to check for dog tags! [Picture]
Compared to Red Rock City, Tunshow is the new wave half of Komorrah with immense skyscrapers and roads clogged with traffic. Packed with movie theaters, department stores, supermarkets, a large hospital, and plenty of other interesting places, Tunshow is considered a very tourist-heavy area, which adds to its influx of population. Being so close to the shoreline makes Tunshow such a high-trafficked area; those who run Tunshow ensure the city keeps up its pristine appearances. While there are a few small residential buildings in the area, Tunshow is dominated by many hotels facing the ocean.
Tunshow also has several large subway stations throughout the area; some lead to other places in the city, while others lead to other parts of Komorrah. Due to heavy foot traffic and them being animal-friendly, most won't look twice at a wandering stray or two boarding the trains. Tourists are often far more tolerant of strays than residents, and so, Tunshow makes for an area of fantastic opportunity.
Points of Interest:
- Urban Farm Garden Club: To the northeast of Tunshow, there’s a large greenhouse where city dogs get their medicinal herbs. During business hours, there are many humans that come in and out of the greenhouse, but at night, not so much. This allows dogs to sneak in and collect what they need without risk of getting caught. Granted, there’s video surveillance, but...[Picture]
- Pioneer Cemetery: Located right in the middle of a busy city center, this cemetery is surrounded by thick trees that help muffle the traffic sounds around its perimeter. A large, beautiful church watches over the dead from atop the hill. The humans at the church are kind to the strays in the area - both dogs and cats alike - and leave kibble in various bowls out often. [Picture]
Situated on the cliffs above the cove, East Hawthorne consists of small, yet quirky apartment buildings painted in bright colors and featuring strange architecture. The most famous places in this part of town are an ice cream shop and a clock tower, both built in the 1930’s. East Hawthorne is quiet on most days; the people that live here seem to just like to relax. Most residents are old, and thus, sympathetic to friendly strays. They take pride and joy in building little shelters for them in their backyards and in alleyways on their cobblestoned streets. Most of the residents here will take to befriending one or two strays, leaving food out for them on a regular basis in hopes to build a trusting friendship.
Points of Interest:
- Palestone Manor: Named by the dogs for the pallid color of the structure, Palestone Manor has been abandoned for the better part of the last decade. The house sags in some places, and nature has begun to reclaim others. The windows are either broken or boarded up and the doors have all rotted out at their corners, allowing all types of creatures access inside. There are very few furniture pieces inside the house, but it provides shelter. In the yard, there are some walnut trees that attract squirrels and other small mammals during harvest season. [Picture]
Abandoned City Hall Station
Nestled beneath the City Hall in Tunshow is a breath-taking abandoned subway station. The City Hall Subway Station boasts arched ceilings, chipping beige paint, mosaic tile, and an eerie silence when trains aren't passing through. Even though the station itself is abandoned, untouched by humans for about 50 years, subway trains still speed through here on the tracks.
Further into the station, there was once a large, posh sitting room that overlooked Jones Beach below. However, now it's a room with broken glass panels and furniture claimed by the growing vegetation that demands its space back. There are high quality herbs naturally growing here, thriving from the open space and constant sunlight, though fiercely protected by various poisonous plants.
Healers that can reach this area of town would find a cornucopia of useful herbs... given they can tell the difference.
Nestled beneath the cliffs of the city above, Sturgeon Bay hosts most of Komorrah's fishing culture. Most residents either fish for a living, work at the docks, or work at the nearby ports loading and unloading hauls. Loose, sandy dirt coats most of the land in Sturgeon Bay; residents' lawns are often a mixture of grass and sand as well as the streets are often covered in sand that blows in on the wind from the coast. The only residential area in Sturgeon Bay is Cliffside Ridge.
Sturgeon Bay's shores sit just above sea-level on a short cliffed coast, nearly four feet or so above the waves. In calm waters, the gentle waves babble against the rocks, but gnashing waves clap against the hardened and weathered horizontal banks and spray the streets with seawater. The sea is deep in these areas, lending to the need for boats to often pass through here to dock.
Cliffside Ridge is a town that sits at the bottom of a large cliff leading down from the city above. Beach houses, boats, birds, and fish make up most of the culture here. The houses are bright and cheery, painted all different colors. Fishing boats bring in their hauls to the docks at the end of the day and seabirds roost here for the night. Cliffside Ridge is nestled right up to the bay, where all the magic happens.
Cliffside Ridge is on a cliffed coast, making it the best place to build docks for boats, but not the best place to go swimming. The rocks around the edges of the landmass are slippery and covered with algae. The waves, when angry, crash into the shore, but rarely make it far enough to affect any of the structures. There are walkways along the cliff’s edge that occasionally get doused with the ocean’s spray.
If Cliffside Ridge has any quirks, it would be their overabundance of cats, both strays and pets. Just as every house here seems to be a different shade of the rainbow, each house seems to have their own shade of cat. This is more a nuisance for the dogs in the area, however, as it makes obtaining food a bit more competitive.
Points of Interest:
- Sturgeon Bay Docks: Located at the southwest end of Cliffside Ridge are the docks. At the end of each day, boats come into the harbor under the drawbridge and park at these docks. There’s an area for individually-owned boats for personal use, and then there’s another, wider dock area made for commercially-owned boats to remove their haul, pack it up, and ship it off to get processed. Given these docks are smaller than the ones found in Portmouth, it’s a bit easier to nab a fish or two dropped in the process. [Picture]
New Waif Boardwalk
Closer to the bay’s edge, leading down toward Jones Beach, is the NewWaif Boardwalk, a hotspot during the warmer months in Komorrah. Lining the strip are numerous t-shirt, bauble, ice cream, and smoke shops, an arcade, a Ferris Wheel, and as many types of finger food you can think of. The feral seagulls are tricky competition here, but the food is well worth it.
NewWaif Boardwalk offers a plethora of opportunities for sneaking food, but beware: during the night, it attracts a ton of human traffic. And with human traffic, comes law enforcement. But with big risk comes big reward... as long as a dog could play it smart.
Bordering the outer edges of the city is the serene and scenic Jones Beach. The edge of the city above is hidden by the sheer cliff face that separates it from the beach. Here, humans gather in heaps in the summer, but stay away in the winter.
Jones Beach is a large stretch of coast, broken into two parts by the inaccessible Tortuga Cove. One end allows access to the boardwalk, docks, and the fish that are hauled in each day, and the other allows access to the Gnarled Oak and the Sea Queen, where young dogs like to hang out and play.
Points of Interest:
- Sirens' Keep: A hidden beach within a hidden sea cave, Sirens' Keep is only revealed during low tide. Upon this beach, there are often varying treasures, such as stranded fish, oysters with pearls, and sea glass. The sun shines through a large hole in the side of the cave wall, illuminating the beach. Lulled by the sense of wonder and beauty, many don't notice when high tide begins to creep in to cover this secret beauty again, This has led to many becoming trapped in the caves and drowning. [Picture]
The cove is a beautiful blue saltwater bay cut off from the rest of the beach by brown and tan cliffs dotted with vegetation. Not very many humans find their way into the cove unless they travel by boat or climb down the steep cliffs themselves. And even then, the rumors of territorial strays usually keep them away.
There are sea caves embedded in the rock itself, further back away from the waves even during high tide. The waters lap at their doorstep, but do not enter the caves. However, during violent storms, the Tortuga Caves are usually flooded with surging sea water causing the need to evacuate. The beach gang, Agwe’s Eyes, make the sea caves their home, tunneling expertly through the stone walls, finding comfort within the many rooms and caverns.
Many of the rooms are naturally illuminated by the glow-worms that also reside there, due to the moist environment. Most places within the cave have a blue, dim light that allows the dogs to see in the dark just enough to get by.
Tortuga Cove is the main area where Agwe’s Eyes live because it's so protected. The only two ways in are either by sea or by a hidden tunnel found in Waterstone Park.
Points of Interest:
- Pharos Islet: Along a slick, narrow, rocky path sits a lighthouse watching over the bay. From the beach, one can see the tower of white stone sitting proudly against the blue hue of the sea. The lighthouse seems to operate on its own, and is the source of many ghost stories around younger dogs. Pharos Islet is a very small, likely man-made islet, constantly battered by dangerous crashing waves. Despite the dangers associated with it, it’s a rather peaceful place. [Picture]
- Gnarled Tree: The Gnarled Tree sits at the northernmost point of the beach, created by an old oak tree growing into the cliffside from the thicket above and pretty much hanging over the beach. It’s thick, winding roots, stuck in the cliff face, keep it almost suspended in mid air, creating a sort of cave over this part of the beach. The cave itself is small and shallow and it does not provide the best shelter from the elements. [Picture]
Lonely Caverns sits far off the coast by itself, only reachable by dogs who have the endurance to swim out that far. This is the reason that Tailers triple-dog-dare each other to swim there and back again. While dangerous, it's a Rite of Passage that all Agwe’s Eyes Tailers feel they're required to do.
The beaches, cliffs, and rocky structures on this islet are home to many seals and seabirds during their mating season. It's the perfect place to steal a hatchling of one of the rarer seabirds. For those not looking for bird companions, however, the seals make a great meal should a group of dogs be able to take one down.
The caves are much less an attraction than its beaches are, but nonetheless, the caverns are accessible to visitors that swim all the way out to its shores. The darker parts inside the caverns are lit by a brilliant blue glow, produced by the resident glow-worms that live there.
The Sea Queen
Split in half and nearly swallowed by the sea sits the splintered Sea Queen. Ironic, right? Many years ago, the Sea Queen was once a luxurious schooner, ran aground by a sudden and deadly squall that swept over the city. The humans in the boat miraculously survived - probably because it crashed so close to the shore. However, what’s left of the ship remains stuck in the shallows of Jones Beach like a pertinent eyesore.
Not so much for the dogs who live there, though! For the dogs, this is just one of those places that doesn’t really serve a purpose, but is really cool! Seabirds tend to hang out here, hunt in the waters nearby, and cackle at those on shore. While seabirds are generally off-limits for the Eyes, they aren’t to anyone else passing by.
The Sea Queen sits in the ocean, two halves to the same whole. There were two levels to its hull, now exposed like the insides of a dollhouse, accessible to those who can climb into it. The wood has severe rot; barnacles and other arthropods stick to the parts mostly submerged in water. The insides of the halves are bare. Its furniture and other fixtures have all been washed away a decade or so ago. The mast and its once proud sails snapped off a long time ago, probably during the first winter storm since the crash, and are lost to sea. All that remains is the wooden skeleton of what was once the Sea Queen.
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