The very confusingly written history lesson about a specific element in naval warfare.
2 paragraphs long

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The minecraft

Distant covers, leftover along a shore of darkened mines.
The makers knew what it was, the travelers think of it a rock, strewn over a vast sea of dangerous sighs, never to be lithe, a boat could never see below the shiny floor, captain oversaid what had lost many, to know is to be, for them, it was to live. As much as their mission was, they had never appreciated the sweeper until told, explained, taught.
That there, they understood. The appreciation one must have to have one by your side, taking great effort to keeping the world safe in the vast unattended waters, the world of the boat, of the many lives undergone without hell, below their sightly chasm they could never see.
The minecraft was by their side.
Playing minesweeper to save the world.