It was a day, damp and sullen It was a day, damp and sullen; wind was warm, the sky was enwrapped with thick grey curtain of clouds as if it was sewed from muddy sheets. The sea had not altered. It wa

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It was a day, damp and sullen It was a day, damp and sullen; wind was warm, the sky was enwrapped with thick grey curtain of clouds as if it was sewed from muddy sheets. The sea had not altered. It was swinging the boat steadily up and down. At night the fire went out. The impenetrable darkness was in. The night was so much black that as if the dark had materialised and was sticking to me. I felt as though I was in something that was alive, and the breathing of the dark was imparting to me. These are the nights look like in the South.

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It was a day; damp and sullen This is an odd sort of sentence but it sounds poetic.

It was a day; damp and sullen. The wind was warm, and the sky was enwrapped with a thick grey curtain of clouds as if it was sewn from muddy sheets. The sea had not altered. It was rocking the boat steadily up and down.
At night the fire went out. The impenetrable darkness drew in. The night was so much black that it was as if the dark had materialised and was sticking to me. I felt as though I was in something that was alive, and the breathing of the dark was imparting life to me. This is how the nights look like in the South.

It was a day, damp and sullen

It was a day, damp and sullen; wind was warm, the sky was enwrapped with thick grey curtain of clouds as if it was sewed from muddy sheets. The sea had not altered. It was swinging the boat steadily up and down.
At night the fire went out. The impenetrable darkness was in. The night was so much black that as if the dark had materialised and was sticking to me. I felt as though I was in something that was alive, and the breathing of the dark was imparting to me. These are the nights look like in the South.

It was a day, one which was damp and sullen. The wind was warm, and the sky was enwrapped by a curtain of dark grey clouds that seemed as if they had been sewn from muddied sheets. The sea looked the same, while the boats rolled up and down gently on the waves.

At night, all the lights were soon out. Then an impenetrable darkness set in. The night became pitch- black as darkness fell across the whole land, enveloping me along with it. I felt as though I was enclosed by something surreal -- with a life of its own --as it breathed me in. This is how a night has always been like, here in the south.

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