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Old Bess Whispers
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Do not depict: Child Abuse, Suicide, Explicit sexual content or nudity, Extreme graphic violence or gore, Drug/alcohol use. Generate an illustration for a choose-your-own-adventure story. Style: Digital illustration, vivid colours, suitable for a web story. Do not include any text or lettering in the image. A dim ship's galley lit by a swinging lantern, a steaming iron soup pot, shadows stretching across wooden planks, a creaking half-open door, mood tense and secretive in Gouache style

Old Bess Whispers


You slip into the warm galley. Old Bess stirs her big pot, her eyes darting to the door. "Sit, lad," she whispers. "And listen quick."

"The captain made a deal in the last port. Someone paid him good gold to carry this sickness home." Her spoon trembles. "Don't ask me who. Some names ain't safe to say aloud."

Outside, a floorboard creaks. Someone is listening.


Gather the crew on deck and tell them
Try to sneak a message to a passing ship
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? Time is short—who can you trust with a secret this big?

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