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The episode I'm sharing with you today is part of a

new series I'm calling Wandering Sleep Stories. These are peaceful stories designed for bedtime.

There are no ridiculous surprises, just calming music and quiet story lines. On little stories for sleep, these stories appear without an intro or

outro, just the story framed by soft music. I do most of my audio editing in the

afternoons sitting in my cozy recliner and I find it rather difficult to get through editing these stories without falling asleep.

Hopefully they have the same effect on you. Enjoy.

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The The Winston was not overly concerned on the night the fog rolled over the sea.

He'd become accustomed to the rhythms of the ocean since setting sail weeks earlier,

and he felt a measure of confidence that the fog would visit for a spell, then whisk away

to reveal the same clear skies that had been a constant source of beauty and

navigational wisdom throughout his travels.

But the fall throughout his travels.

But the fog did not dissipate the second night, nor the third.

In fact, it thickened to such a degree that Winston could see nothing at all once the sun slipped below the water, so dense a barrier it was between his ship and the moon and the stars.

Still, he did not worry.

Winston was an altogether different rat than the one who had first stepped on to the boats,

nodded, wooden planks.

Back then, in life before, he was a restless fellow,

accustomed to the constant frenetic energy of city life.

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