You come with those clear eyes of yours, as valiant as an angel. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Without her, it was lonely. ” Lucy commented as the mud was smoothed around the grave site. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding.
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