He had never seen the ocean before; he knew it only as the featureless blue void between the detailed continents on his father’s old globe. But now he saw that it was anything but featureless; distant blue swells rising and falling, like great lungs tasked to power the surging and receding of the foamy waves washing across the shoreline beyond them.
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Don’t you touch her,’ threatened Esther, ‘or I’ll claw your face off.’
Steven turned away from Abigail and eyed Esther instead. ‘I’d like to see you try.’
‘I bet you would,’ snapped Esther, ‘ you've got such an ugly mug it’d probably make for an improvement.
For a long time they sat in silence, observing the huddles of juvenile reeds peeking through the water’s surface, and watching the scores of bank-rooted daisies nodding their dainty heads in time with the gentle breeze.
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You can't save someone from their own decisions.
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Don't let me lose myself.
Jack CroxallAt least I’ll have left something to be remembered by. As well as my corpse, of course.
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