[ perhaps it's how lost it feels, that bothered her. that bothered her and worried her to the point of tears. the prayer falls silent in whisper, because she can't recognize the words, she can't even recognize herself.
rean, even less, but she trusts his words, regardless of voice. they're almost there, and if they rasp onto each other—
it's enough to feel the water beginning to seep away from their legs the closer they get to land. ]
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rean, even less, but she trusts his words, regardless of voice. they're almost there, and if they rasp onto each other—
it's enough to feel the water beginning to seep away from their legs the closer they get to land. ]