A massive, centuries-old pirate ship lies broken but eerily preserved on the ocean floor, its wooden hull encrusted with barnacles, coral, and swaying sea anemones. Sunlight barely penetrates the depths, casting haunting blue-green rays that illuminate swirling sediment and schools of fish darting through the wreckage. The ship's tattered sails, now frozen in time, drift like phantom shrouds in the slow current. Its cannons, half-buried in sand, hint at past battles, while a skeletal figure in a tattered captain's coat leans against the ship's wheelâits hollow eyes staring into the abyss. A treasure chest, slightly ajar, spills gold coins and jewels, glowing faintly as if cursed. In the distance, the shadowy outline of a great white shark or a colossal squid looms, adding danger to the ghostly scene.
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