r/DREDGE_RP

A slender sailing yacht slips into the safe harbor at Greater Marrow with the morning fog. The vessel is a relic of an era gone by, once pristine sails now patched, wooden decks stained and sun-bleached - and yet, clearly taken care of by the woman currently at the helm. She appears to be in her early thirties, handling the docking with the calm of someone who'd done it hundreds of times.

(Portrait Art by me, everything else via pinterest)