/** Newly written fictional voyage text supplied with the public narrative sample. */
import type { OcrPage } from "../lib/public-examples/narrative-chunker";
export const NARRATIVE_PAGES: readonly OcrPage[] = [
  {
    "documentId": "VOY",
    "book": 1,
    "scanPage": 11,
    "printedPage": "3",
    "text": "BOOK 1: THE SOUNDING BELL\n\nThe vessel entered a channel that did not appear on the navigator's latest chart. Fog obscured the outer buoys, and a bell sounded somewhere beyond the harbor wall. The crew had enough daylight to take one measurement before the tide turned. Their navigator drew a thin line across the chart and asked the others to listen instead of guessing.\n\nBecause the bell was moving with the current rather than fixed to the wall, the crew did not trust it as a marker. They checked the depth with a weighted line and compared the results with a record made earlier that week. Every measurement placed the vessel farther east than expected, although the cliffs looked almost unchanged through the haze.\n\nThe navigator described the uncer-\ntainty as a problem of missing observations. No one had seen the channel at low tide, and the map included two names for the same headland. The crew marked both possibilities instead of erasing one. Their captain decided that keeping competing explanations visible would be safer than pretending the evidence was complete."
  },
  {
    "documentId": "VOY",
    "book": 1,
    "scanPage": 12,
    "printedPage": "4",
    "text": "However, the second sounding returned a depth that contradicted the first set. The crew discussed whether the line had caught a drifting branch. They repeated the reading from a different part of the deck, recorded the time, and left a note identifying the uncertain result. The navigator kept the earlier record because it explained how their judgment had changed.\n\nAt dawn, the fog lifted enough to reveal a narrow staircase cut into a distant cliff. The vessel remained at anchor while two sailors prepared a small boat. A dark tower rose above the stairs, and its upper windows reflected the morning light. The crew no longer needed to infer the shoreline from the bell alone; they could now compare three distinct landmarks.\n\nAcross the inlet, the landing party found a path under loose stone and tall grass. The tower doors had been sealed long ago, but someone had recently replaced the rope on the nearby well. The sailors wrote down what they observed without assuming who had done the work. Their written notes would be carried back to the vessel with the next tide."
  },
  {
    "documentId": "VOY",
    "book": 1,
    "scanPage": 13,
    "printedPage": "5",
    "text": "***\n\nThe next evening, a lantern flashed from the ridge above the tower. A new observer took the watch and counted the flashes, grouping them by the pauses between signals. The pattern repeated twice before the sky darkened. It might have been a warning, a request, or nothing more than a traveler crossing rough ground with a light.\n\n“Record the intervals, not the conclusion,” said the navigator. The watchkeeper wrote each pause beside its timestamp. The crew agreed that the new signal belonged to a separate entry because it began after the landing party had returned and could not yet be linked reliably to the old bell."
  },
  {
    "documentId": "VOY",
    "book": 2,
    "scanPage": 14,
    "printedPage": "6",
    "text": "BOOK 2: THE QUIET INLET\n\nThe vessel sailed toward a quiet inlet and found two small fishing boats tied along the shore. Their owners had left baskets of shells beside a stone pier. The crew asked for directions before entering the shallow channel and learned that the nearest safe anchorage lay behind a reef rather than beside the town."
  }
];