Very proud of the colors on the pearl in this one
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“Shen”
“Treasure, theshe daysh, ish hard to come by. If there’sh anythin’ worth dredgin’ up from theshe old watersh, you can bet yershelf it’sh already been takin’. Ancient treasure cheshtsh, giant shipwrecksh, old flotsham. No matter what it be, someone’s gotten thar firsht. Not pearlsh, though. No, pearlsh be everywhere, rare enough to make a man rich and common enough fer there alwaysh to be more. Thingsh of beauty, they are. And thar be one pearl of which none can compare to. The Shen’sh Gift be a huge hunk of nacre, twenty timesh yer shize and 400 timesh the weight. Forged over thoushandsh of yearsh, they shay you can shee shtars that don’t exisht in the sky no more through it’sh ancient and weathered reflection. Worth more than anythin’ on the planet, and no one’sh sheized it for themshelvesh yet. Unbelievable, maybe, until you shee the beasht what birthed it. Thing o’ beauty and power. One giant mushel. Enough to capshize any ship. Fer a while, thar were enough shunken vesshels to satiate man’sh greed. But now people have gone lookin’ for that ol’ Mother of Pearlsh once again. Now, I don’t want to imply nothin’, but if you ashk me, I wouldn’t be sho shurprished if we shtart hearing’ about a lot more ships losht ‘neath the waves nowadaysh, aye?”
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