Massive Iceberg Drifts Toward Remote Village — What Locals Spot On Top Leaves Them Speechless
Leaving Everything Behind
Michael guided the boat out of the harbor, hugging the shoreline to stay out of sight. A police boat crept along the water, its searchlight sweeping side to side. He cut the engine and drifted into a narrow inlet, barely breathing. When the light finally moved on, he slipped back into open water. The iceberg loomed in the distance, still and strange, like it had been waiting for him.
Haven’s Edge vanished behind him, swallowed by morning mist. The wind filled the sails, and the boat surged forward. This wasn’t just about curiosity anymore. It felt bigger than him. Michael wasn’t running. He was chasing something he didn’t yet understand.
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