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The Second High Tide
I thought I
had everything figured out, but I had no idea what was actually happening.
Each step seemed to reveal another secret, and my memories had changed their
meaning in an instant. We stood there on the edge of the beach, not knowing
what to do next. The persistent night had finally won the battle; its
intimidating skies were now completely surrounding us. I was disoriented and
didn’t know why we had suddenly found ourselves in that inexplicable
situation. I looked for some signal but saw nothing, and closed my eyes for
a moment. The only sound I heard was the waves pushing against the shore. I
looked at her, standing at my side and she seemed to be lost in the
darkness, submerged in the night’s shadow. I squinted and could barely make
out her silhouette, a slender figure held alone, standing against the night.
The trees in the distance were now barely visible, and cast an ominous
shadow over us that deepened even as we walked farther away from them. I
looked around, across the waters, looking for the mysterious boat. I
remembered its shape and the odd disposition it seemed to have, but I didn’t
expect it to completely vanish. I watched for it and looked for some sign
from it, but it wasn’t there. It seemed to have disappeared without leaving
a trace. We were stranded on this strange island and I was frightened by its
imposing landscape, which felt like it was closing in, ready to consume us
at any moment. I stood there and waited for a signal, she always seemed to
know what to do. I remembered what she had told me and tried to piece the
puzzle together, but there didn’t seem to be any pieces for me to use. It
took me awhile to find my bearings and it was difficult to stay in place.
After some time standing there, I decided it wasn’t the time to explore and
decided not to leave her side for the moment. I was tempted to go out in
search of the boat, but there was no way I’d be able to find it. I tried to
think of ways we could escape but there wasn’t anything I could think of
that seemed like it would work. We were stuck out there in the middle of the
night and without a way to go back.
I decided that there must have been some reason for us to be there, and
tried to relax and enjoy the night we had together. We were alone and had no
pressures on us to move or rush through the experience. This took more
effort than I realized, since the lack of any tangible transportation made
me nervous about getting home. I wondered what plans she might have made for
this situation. I thought that we might have lived through a similar
situation in the past, but I couldn’t really remember anything like that
moment. I tried to think back and remember things that happened in the past
during our previous encounters, but I couldn’t find what wasn’t there. I
wondered for a moment about the things she had told me. They seemed
contradictory on the surface and I realized that it would be up to me to
decide what they meant. At first, I was completely confused and didn’t have
a method of decided whether or not they even made sense. As I stood there, I
thought of two possibilities, whether or not it was part of a plan she had
to find out if I was really who she thought I was or if this was some way of
me testing her. This was running through my mind for a few minutes, but then
the moment we were in came to the fore, causing more confusion. In that
moment, my biggest concern was that we were lost out there and had no
apparent direction pointing the way forward. I decided to hold onto these
thoughts, and didn’t tell her about my doubts, which wasn’t the easiest
thing to do. I decided in the end, that she had brought me there for a
reason. I couldn’t understand why we were there, or explain what was
happening inside my mind, the conflicting waters were spinning almost out of
control. I decided to close my eyes and let go of it for the moment. I was
confused but it was enough in that moment that she was standing beside me.
I felt the wind begin to subside and the stillness of the moment seemed to
freeze us in place, and we stood there for a long time watching over the
waves. I wondered if she was looking for a sign or a particular moment to
move forward, but I waited. The air was still warm and it didn’t seem like
we would need much protection. The island seemed like it was almost
deserted, I didn’t see a sing that anyone else was out there with us, which
wasn’t completely unpleasant. I was finally far enough away from the
mainland, the pressures I felt and expectations I didn’t want had been taken
off my shoulders. The waves slowly beat against the shore and I noticed that
she was beginning to walk, slowly at first. She moved towards the water,
sneaking nervous steps across the sands, carefully maneuvering over the
thick rocks and sharp edges towards the narrow band of sand that was quickly
disappearing under the waves. Turning around, she waved her arms and
motioned for me to follow. I hesitated and watched her for a moment,
standing under the night sky. As she moved further away, her shadow became
harder for me to see, and it made her look nearly invisible.
The
darkened skies above didn’t benefit from a moon and this gave us little to
guide our path. With no visible way forward, she apparently decided that the
best approach for us would be to be patient. This gave me time to think
about the startling things she told me. I was still a little bit confused,
my head was spinning with between the different explanations, which seemed
at points to directly contradict one another. I felt nearly consumed in the
darkness of that summer night, it was like everything I’d seen up to that
point had been pointing me there. Despite everything I’d seen and learned, I
wasn’t able to see the signs along the way. Now that I had reached this
point, I was still in the dark and had no idea what would happen. The more I
thought about things, the more confused it made me feel. I still didn’t
understand what she meant when she told me she’d known me in the past, and
how we’d lost each other. Most of all, I wondered what could have happened
that would have separated us and why she would remain so sad after so much
time had passed. Until that moment, I had felt that things were supposed to
be that way, but suddenly everything seemed to have changed under my feet.
Lost in thoughts that didn’t make complete sense, I ignored the waves but
they were still rising as we stood there. I could feel the occasional water
nipping at the edges of my feet and slowly the waves began to over-run my
position, until the waves were covering my feet. Looking right, I noticed
she had taken a few steps back to protect herself and was standing several
feet behind me.
A small wave washed over my feet and I felt the sand underneath begin to
submerge, becoming less stable. Unfamiliar as the beach was, I knew that I
couldn’t stand in the same place forever. I followed her backwards back
towards the forest, watching my steps so I wouldn’t trip. She took my hands
once again and pointed me towards the skies. When I looked up, I realized we
weren’t completely alone. The stars seemed to have nearly vanished and gave
off little light, but their presence was reassuring, we at least had
something to go on. The constellations were familiar to me and I used them
to point the direction we would take. We took a few deep breaths and stood
there together, we weren’t lost after all. The ocean continued its
inexorable rise and we watched as the night tide slowly filled in the bay,
covering the rocks and sands gradually and effortlessly, forming a kind of
blanket that hid a world beneath. Walking down towards the other side of the
beach past the docks, we reached a strangely tranquil part of the shore that
didn’t was strangely immune from the tides. It was nearly hidden from view,
but there was a small inlet that gave us an oasis of calm. We stood there
and I was relieved to have a place to hide from the rapidly rising currents.
It
wasn’t something I expected to find, I thought I had seen the entire shore
of the mysterious island. It seemed to have appeared almost from nowhere,
Its tranquil surface seemed to have a calming effect on me and I felt the
fear subside. Despite being alone out there, I felt that we were safe for
the moment. My feet were firmly in place on somewhat solid ground and didn’t
need to worry about the oncoming waters. Standing at its edge, I saw a small
reflection in the pool, two oddly matched figures standing in the back, one
much smaller and thinner than the other. I looked at the reflection and
started moving my arms slowly around, forming a kind of circle and motioned
for her to join me. She didn’t want to play along and stood there silently,
apparently soaking in the moment. I stopped after awhile and rested my arms
by my side, standing completely silent. I looked above and the stars didn’t
seem like they’d moved. I studied them for a minute and took note of their
position and tried to guess how far we were from home. I didn’t really know
how to make the numbers up and decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. I looked
back towards the beach and saw that the docks were now nearly at level with
the waves, their pilings barely rising above the churning ocean. We were at
a safe distance and watched the water fill the embankments until it had
reached its crest. Things began to settle down, the waters calmed and they
began to reflect the skies in their surface, and I saw something I didn’t
expect. The waters had been transformed slowly. As the tide reached its
height, the distant light of the stars made the sea look like it was covered
in small shiny crystals resembling polka-dots, seemingly floating above the
surface. It reminded me of her dress, and the seemingly magical force that
surrounded her. In that moment, I began to realize that there was a reason
she’d brought me there.
I looked over to her and across the sands, and saw that something seemed to
be happening in the distance. It was subtle at first, but I could see the
trees in the distance were beginning to sway under a breeze. I heard their
leaves rustling and their limbs began to sway, as if they were dancing. She
seemed to notice this about the same time I did, and we both turned and
watched them. I could sense that she was nervous to return, in the middle of
the night without any real reason to do so. We watched for a few minutes and
I patiently waited for her to make up her mind. After waiting awhile, I
could see the breeze begin to change direction, going from one side to
another, and then it slowly began to diminish. The wind slowly came to a
halt and things were calm. It might have been a false alarm, but she decided
that things were safe enough and she ventured away from the inlet, stepping
back towards the thick forest, turning around and trying to get a better
look. Something seemed to have happened, but we couldn’t be sure what
exactly it meant. We walked a little closer and I watched my steps as we
left the beach and walked back towards the uneven surfaces. The rocky shores
became narrower as we reached the edge of the forest once again. The light
from the stars dimmed as we got closer and we found ourselves nearly covered
in shadow, which made navigating even more difficult. It didn’t seem like a
good idea to me, but she moved forward undeterred. She began to grasp at the
nearby branches and pulled them aside as she cleared a path for herself. I
followed behind nervously – I didn’t know what was ahead but felt compelled
to follow. It wasn’t a good idea to be out there alone, so I walked behind,
trusting her instincts or following the plan. We moved slowly through the
forest again and it became thicker as we moved inward back towards the
clearing. It took some time and persistence, and the branches became harder
to move. I had to dodge them and they slapped me head a few times. This
slowed our progress a little bit and it seemed like we’d never get back
there. After what seemed like an endless walk through the forest, I noticed
that the trees had started getting thinner and more spread out, and there
was more space for us to walk. It was still dark as we walked, but there was
some reason compelling us to return there.
Taking a few more steps, the ground began to smooth out and flatten, which
allowed us to walk faster, I looked up over the tops of the trees and saw
the distant stars flickering above them. They were dimmer and seemed farther
out. Dimmer and weaker, they gave off just enough light that they provided a
somewhat trusty guide for us to use. I took a moment and tried to orient
myself, and I noticed that the path we were walking was becoming clearer, we
could move forward without much effort. We walked further away, and the
silence was only broken by our steps crunching on the ground. It became
easier as we moved inward towards the clearing, our feet skipping over the
scattered rocks and fallen branches. As the night increased its hold, we had
finally arrived at the clearing. When I peaked out from the shadow, I could
see that it hadn’t materially changed. Nothing seemed to have changed and
there wasn’t a sound to be heard. I held back a little bit and watched her
move ahead, and she quickly walked almost to the center of the clearing. I
saw how tall and strong she seemed and felt inadequate in some ways, and
decided to watch from a distance. I couldn’t understand why she had gone
back, the wind was a strange signal, but there had to be something more that
I hadn’t figured out. I watched as she stood there for a long time, and the
silence surrounding her only added to the sense that something was going to
happen. She looked around and seemed to be looking for something she
couldn’t locate. After a few moments, I realized that she was looking for
me. I was still hiding in the shadow and probably wasn’t immediately
visible. I took a few steps outside the forest, cautiously measuring my
steps. When I got in there, I noticed that the heavy shadows that I felt
from the trees had vanished and the air felt lighter than it had when we had
been on the beach a few minutes before. I felt a sense of safety and
protection from the trees, which kept us completely hidden from view. I
walked closer to her position and noticed that she was holding something I
hadn’t seen before.
The light was dim and it took some effort to locate and reach her as I
stumbled around in the dark, trying not to make any noise. I was a little
nervous when I approached her and didn’t want to get in the way. I held back
from a distance and tried to get a glimpse without being intrusive, but
couldn’t really get close enough to see what was happening. I watched her
standing under the lights and fumbled around, trying to stay as quiet as
possible. After a few minutes watching from the shadows, I worked up enough
courage to walk towards her and reached the center. As she moved it around
slowly circling the trees surrounding us, I thought it was some kind of
compass that she was using to get some kind of direction. A few more steps
and a closer look revealed that it was quite what she was doing. As I got
closer, I saw it was larger than I thought. She held it provisionally.
Despite its small size, it looked like it was quite heavy. Walking closer, I
was a little hesitant. She seemed focused on it, and I didn’t want to break
the spell. That weird thing might have been our only way out. I wasn’t going
to stand in her way and keep us stranded longer than necessary.
I hadn’t seen anything like it before. At first I couldn’t see what was, but
as I moved closer, I realized what it was. It was clunky and resembled the
large machine I had encountered a few nights earlier hidden deep inside her
secret laboratory. Aside from its smaller size, there seemed to be something
different about it that I couldn’t quite pin down. I could see the stitches
in the metal like it had been pasted together in a rush. It was uneven and
had a slightly odd boxy shape. Its shape was odd, when I moved closer, I saw
that there were small buttons and levers on it, that she was using to
control the light and duration. It blinked on and off for a few minutes and
she moved it around to focus on various parts of the forest, spotlighting
different sections of trees and brush until she reached my position. It
strained and changed color wavering from blue to green, changing unevenly
between the hues. It seemed to brighten when she raised or lowered it to
particular heights and levels, giving a bright light to some sections but
dimming in others. I watched her move around and she was able to produce a
strangely inconsistent illumination seemingly from nothing to illuminate the
night. It was like looking at the world through a different set of eyes, and
I saw things I didn’t notice before. As she moved it around, she began to
make waves which she formed into strange shapes. They seemed to hang in the
air and they began to surround the trees, changing their appearance and
color. As she moved around, it seemed like she was looking for something in
the forest on the other side of the clearing.
We walked towards a section of the forest that was glowing in a strange red
hue. We walked there and we found something I didn’t expect. There was a
smaller version of her mysterious machine. It was small enough that she
could hold in her hands. It
seemed to glow under the stars, it metallic surface shimmering despite the
lack of light. I saw its small light begin to shine from the distance. It
covered her quickly, giving her a ghostly shadow that trailed behind her on
the ground. I watched as she walked and her feet didn’t seem like they were
touching the ground, it was almost like she was floating. I noticed the
trees begin to sway as a breeze began to lift them, She spun the dials
around which made the colors cycle again, revealing a different set of
shapes ands symbols. I waited, watching the experiments unfold and didn’t
know what to do. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but she seemed to
notice my presence despite my best efforts. After a few minutes she stopped
spinning the dials and placed the case back on the ground. When she stood
up, she turned around and looked towards me. She looked at me with a strange
expression, like she was expecting some help. She nodded her head and looked
back down on the box. She grabbed it quickly, and began to furiously move
some of the keys, making odd motions with it that worked to accelerate the
color changes. The lights seemed to move faster and faster until they
started to converge into a single point, creating a single bright strip that
gradually brightened into a familiar form. Before I realized it, she had
created something from the diffuse light that I hadn’t expected to see.
It
seemed to pierce the darkness, like a knife that cut through the night. She
moved it around the trees and she began to create new shapes. These were
more precise and formed recognizable shapes and figures, I could nearly make
out the letters and symbols. I watched this for several minutes and tried to
keep up with her, though she was going quickly. As I watched this happen, I
felt the wind begin to pick up and I heard the trees beginning to rustle
loudly. This made me nervous and I felt a little frightened, but then she
did something I didn’t expect. She lifted it into the air and threw it
towards me. I had to move quickly and I was lucky that I was able to catch
it right around its side before it crashed into the ground. It took a moment
before I could balance it and turn it upwards in a secure position. It was
unexpectedly large and hard to maneuver at first but once I got the feel for
it, I could feel its energy pulsing in my fingers and into my hands. I
didn’t quite know what to do with at first and I motioned for her to come
over and show me what to do. It would have been difficult in any normal
situation, but the darkness just made it seem more complicated.
She stood there and looked at me impatiently, nearly exasperated by my
inexperience. I knew instinctively that it was my turn to figure it out,
even in the darkness. I tried to examine the dials on the thing and tried to
determine what each one did, without any labels or markings to go by. I
turned them each slowly, moving across its surface one at a time, looking to
see what effect they’d have. The first small lights came uneasily, seeming
to waver uncertainly in my hands, brightening only briefly. I was only able
to make a few short bursts appear before they’d dissipate into the night,
but slowly I became better at controlling their light and collated their
energies. As I started to understand what was happening, the light began to
last longer and became increasingly vibrant, illuminating the night. Gaining
confidence as the waves of light began to flow from the machine’s circuits,
I was able to begin making better defined movements and anticipated where
the directions would lead, and slowly figured out where they’d end up going.
The biggest problem was figuring out where to put them, I wondered what
effect it would have. We were stranded in there and with no apparent way to
escape. I watched and couldn’t understand why she was messing around with
that machine and obsessing over its strange lights when our only way back
out had vanished without leaving so much as a speck of its existence behind.
I took a few steps back and turned off the machine for a moment. I scanned
the trees and they seemed largely unaffected by the lights. As still and
intimidating as they had seemed before, I had to look elsewhere. I tried
listening for the ocean, but only heard a low rumble, the tide was slipping
away again and while I still had hope, I somehow knew the boat wasn’t coming
back. The solution to our problem was elsewhere, at least for the moment. I
closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the summer air was still warm and
this was reassuring, though the relief was fleeting. I maneuvered the
machine again and tried to aim it a little higher, and this time its lights
began to touch the tips of the trees, scraping against the horizon. I tried
another sequence of symbols and shapes, but these seemed to have little
effect. I felt the machine begin to buzz and hum after several minutes, and
I took this as a sign that I needed to try another approach. It seemed to be
telling me to aim a little bit higher. I looked at the arrays of stars in
the distant night, and tried to make sense of them. They sparkled intensely
but offered little guidance. I had memorized a few of the constellations,
but none of them seemed to break in my direction and I thought the problem
might lie within the machine’s dials, which may have needed adjustment. I
looked down on its surface and notice the dials had gotten sloppy during my
experiments. I noticed that some of its knobs seemed to have become twisted
in odd directions and no longer seemed synchronized correctly.
Looking them over, it seemed that I had lost track of where she’d placed
them originally, in my rush to try different things. I placed it on the
ground carefully and studied it for a moment. I placed my fingers on its
surface and made some adjustments that seemed to make sense. I moved its
indicators around and changed its position so that the lines on it closer to
her appearance. After several minutes I had them back in order. Once they
were all facing the same direction, I picked it up and began scanning once
again. Immediately, the lights became a little brighter and they drew much
shaper lines that seemed to cut through the night sky effortlessly. Taking
this as a positive signal, I made
more complex shapes and symbols that seemed to make more sense. I had
learned how to use the device and was starting to understand what it was
meant to do, I was able to make the machine create objects out of beams of
light. I experimented a little bit and started to create a few basic shapes
and these seemed to build on each other, and I began to make more
complicated forms. It became easier as I learned the machine’s linguistics,
and was better able to anticipate what each movement would create. I watched
her moving closer towards me and with each step, I saw the colors become
more intense, amplifying themselves as we combined energy. I felt the ground
move and buckle under me, it was like a wave was crashing under my feet. I
couldn’t understand what was happening at first and it was difficult to keep
my balance.
As she came to me, I felt something else jolt the machine, and she had taken
hold of it in order to steady my movements. I had apparently made some
mistake, destabilizing the powers and she had to correct them. She gently
placed her hands over mine and began to guide them in careful motions,
turning the dials efficiently until they were back in place. I wondered why
she was doing this when I felt another rumble as my hands trembled. It
wasn’t what I was expecting, perhaps she knew I wasn’t completely proficient
and needed more practice with the controls. I thought I was making progress
but things were going beyond my understanding at that moment. We needed to
take things slowly and not speed things recklessly, which would cause
needless problems. I decided to let her take over the machine, and its
controls reluctantly. Things began to stabilize once again. The trees
stabilized and the ground solidified under our feet after a few minutes.
Once
this occurred, things began to stabilize and she was able to resume her
mission and began to make more complex forms and shapes. These were much
more elaborate and detailed than I could have created. She built them in
quick succession until the machine began giving off positive light once
more. She searched the clearing and once satisfied with the direction thing
were headed she began to focus on different spots. She started to quickly
turn the dials in motions, relying on some system I couldn’t understand
until it seemed like she was almost dancing with the machine. Their
partnership became seamless quickly and she began to move the machine in
different directions. Her movements were strange as she sprinted left, then
right and down, all the while the machine moving in harmony as she changed
rhythms looking for just the right pacing and motion. Watching as she spun
the machine around, I figured out that she was waiting until the right
moment. She needed to aim into the right place, or all of its movements and
symbols would mean nothing. After a few minutes there was a pause as she
waited until just the right moment. She placed it in a downward position and
the lights faded as they sank into the ground. I felt the air slow until
things were still and quiet. Despite everything, we remained alone and
stranded out there.
We had become two lost figures in the center of a distant island, standing
in the middle of the ocean. I stood there looking at the depleted box she
held onto, suddenly looking empty and useless. My heart dropped like stone,
she seemed to be just as lost as I was. I looked around and nothing seemed
to have changed, despite everything I’d just witnessed. She was moving the
small machine slowly, letting its light go under and over the seemingly
endless forest of trees until she finally spotted something. There was
something we hadn’t seen before; there was an opening that had revealed
itself. On the opposite side of the clearing, there was a break in the trees
which seemed to have opened up when the wind picked up. It looked almost
like a door, probably one that wouldn’t stay open for very long. She took
the machine, and quickly moved it dials, outlining the opening’s surface and
then filling its glowing frame with numerous symbols. Overlapping one
another, they began to make a complete form. The symbols combined and
brightened, converting the inside until it glowed in an otherworldly
bluish-green light.
We stood there for a few minutes and observed the glowing door from a safe
distance. I moved close towards her and stood behind, nervously. Gradually,
it brightened even more until it illuminated the night. It seemed to block
out the surrounding darkness, beckoning us to move closer. She moved the
machine around some more, and changed the dials until the light inside the
portal began to change color and brightened. When the light converged, it
began to shine in a different hue. It seemed like it was a gateway of sorts,
a transient window into another dimension that was simultaneously familiar
and strange. At first, the light seemed alien and gave a strange feeling but
as it continued to brighten, It seemed to take on a welcoming orange glow,
like the summer sun was shining through it, lighting the world in the middle
of the night. I watched her stand in front of it, momentarily overcome by
what had been created. I took a deep breath and looked closer into the
portal. I wasn’t expecting what I saw there.
There
seemed to be something going on, but I couldn’t quite describe it. She took
a few steps forward and moved closer, where there was a better view. She
held onto the light machine tightly and pulled it down by her side, letting
its light diffuse on the ground until she turned it off, leaving it dangling
from her hand on her side. I watched her silently, and she turned to me
briefly. At that point, we didn’t need to say anything and communicated in
other ways. She motioned with her arms to follow her and began walking
towards the doorway with renewed energy. I took a moment to look over the
trees. We were still alone and isolated, but the island we were on no longer
felt like a prison. I admired the glowing door and followed behind her,
standing in her shadow unsure of what would happen. I decided that I had
come far enough and decided to take the next step. I cautiously moved
towards the portal, looking through the window at the surroundings on the
other side. I watched her step inside the portal and saw her disappear into
the colors. When it was my turn to take the final step, I took a deep breath
and closed my eyes. There was a sudden rush of warmth and I felt myself
standing on an uneven surface. At first I couldn’t figure out where I was,
but when I opened my eyes I knew. The boards and uneven wood planks creaked
under my feet and knew immediately. I was back on the boat, gliding and
sailing over the waters, its bays
swaying over the sea like it had the previous day, as if nothing had
happened.
I looked around and it seemed that it had been waiting for us the entire
time. It was hidden from view, all we needed to do was figure out how to
find it. It took awhile but it finally seemed to appear and we just needed
to be patient and careful in order to locate it. Its position, it turned
out, had been much closer than either of us realized. I looked ahead and saw
her standing directly in front of me, with the wind blowing over her head,
under the bright sun and she seemed nearly as relieved as I was, though also
a little annoyed that it had taken so long for me to figure out the
solution. I decided that I wouldn’t hesitate as much if I was ever in the
same situation again. I looked and saw a familiar cluster of large sails
flowing strongly over head and knew where I was. The only thing different to
my eyes was sitting behind me. I didn’t notice at first, but when I looked
towards the back of the boat, I saw the light machine sitting squarely on
the deck. It seemed unobtrusive, like just another piece of cargo. It could
have been mistaken for another odd box, but I knew. It had become a silent
witness to what had transpired, just moments before. It was sitting there
like nothing happened. There was no evidence, not a glimmer of its strange
light to be seen.
I reached back towards it, took it in my hands once again and tried to move
its dials, but they were suddenly stuck and wouldn’t budge. I tried to
fiddle with them with no result, and decided to leave additional experiments
for another time. I put it back in its place and looked over the boat’s
railings out towards the ocean. The world seemed to glide by in the distance
as we headed for the next point on the journey. I saw the outlines of
distant islands and shorelines emerging from the horizon as we breezed past
them. I wondered what the next steps would lead to. I watched the waves
crash against the boat and felt its speed burst forward, ever onward. I
turned back towards the front of the boat and watched as it moved
effortlessly glide through the thick, choppy ocean currents, digging in is
rudders underneath the warm summer sun. Beneath the surface, things were
still churning in my mind but if anyone was looking at us, nothing would
have seemed different. I knew where we’d gone, but no one else would believe
us. I felt the boat shift a little under my feet and she turned back to look
at me. I decided to move forward and found myself once again standing at her
side. I saw her hands were firmly in control of the boat. I looked ahead
into the skies and ocean ahead and felt a welcome sense of relief.
No longer stranded, we could go anywhere.
- Michael Palisano
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