The Shore: The quiet docks and the strands either side of them.
Southern Strand
The seashore stretches out to the south of the docks, a vastly different sight from the bustling quays. The beach remains a realm of solitude, with mud and sand mixing to form a gritty, unstable terrain.
The shoreline is cluttered with driftwood, seashells, and debris washed up by the tides, creating a sense of abandonment. It is a harsh yet eerily beautiful place, where the sea speaks candidly of its power.
Paths
Just off Sweetmeadow Road West.
Streets
Here
Nobody is here.
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