The excursion lasted for months. The tedium had begun to take it’s toll on the crew. Provisions had run low, and the boring meals of salt cod and oatmeal were getting on everyone’s nerves. The search for the shipwreck had turned into a nightmare. Now lost, after the GPS was washed overboard in the storm, they wondered if this island would be their final resting place. Landing on an uninhabited island, they questioned who had built the pillars on the beach that were now in ruins. They surveyed the beach and the inland for signs of human occupation, but found nothing more recent than the ruined pillars of stone. They could find no stones of similar type on the island either, which made them speculate that the stones had been brought to the island from another place.
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