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After getting some sleep and waking up to face the world's harsh reality, Samantha gripped the oars once more, steering the boat into a promising spot with unwavering determination. The water rippled softly beneath her efforts, and as the boat approached a sheltered nook that was hidden amongst the reeds and overhanging branches, she carefully guided it into a gentle stop.
Still exhausted and very much hungry, Samantha stepped onto the mossy shore, her breath visible in the crisp autumn air. She carefully secured the boat to a sturdy overhanging branch, ensuring it wouldn't drift away in case there was a need for her to return. Her pet plant was perched on her right shoulder, and it assisted her with securing the boat firmly before they continued their journey.
