The bottom of the ocean is dark and blue with tiny fish swimming by in schools if iridescent light. We are descending, going deeper and deeper.

From my submarine I see the remains of two masts, their cross beams tilted at an odd angle with scraps of old sails hanging like tattered bunting. A flag droops from above a crow's nest, which is just at eye leve. The ship is sunk in the sands of time.

A smiling, purple octopus sits on a huge, old anchor in these watery depths. The anchor is covered with green algae, but there is a hint of sheen indicating the metal underneath.

There is a treasure chest peeking out from behind a neon coral reef, just beggin to be explored. Fish of every color, shape and size swim past. The floor of the ocean is uneven from the currents, and I think I see the shadow of a shark moving slowly past. What will we discover?

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