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The Wreck of the Zephyr

May 2013    Copy and paste link to watch!

The old man smiled.  "Well, there is another story."  He invited me to have a seat and listen to his strange tale.

Then, suddenly, the boy felt the Zephyr begin to shake.  The sound of the water rushing past the hull grew louder.  The air filled with spray as the boat sliced through the waves.  The bow slowly began to lift.  Higher and higher the Zephyr rose out of the water, then finally broke free.  The sound of rushing water stopped.  There was only the sound of wind in the sails.  The Zephyr was flying.

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