"I came from the sea," he says, and I nod. And then he tells me of the things moving inside it, great and old, and my heart sinks a little.
"Well then," I say thoughtfully. "I shall have to be careful. But fishes or serpents, I must have my wish; I must have my face back, and I know no other way to get it, now." The shirt is beginning to dry, and the long strips of it glitter with salt. I twine them together in my fingers, fold up the pieces of the yoke and sleeves into soles--thin ones, but better than nothing--and knot the twined strips around them into a rough lace.
"Perhaps there is some other way to catch them," I say, handing him the sandals. "Will you come with me to tell her of the serpents you saw?" I gesture up the beach towards the woman.
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"Well then," I say thoughtfully. "I shall have to be careful. But fishes or serpents, I must have my wish; I must have my face back, and I know no other way to get it, now." The shirt is beginning to dry, and the long strips of it glitter with salt. I twine them together in my fingers, fold up the pieces of the yoke and sleeves into soles--thin ones, but better than nothing--and knot the twined strips around them into a rough lace.
"Perhaps there is some other way to catch them," I say, handing him the sandals. "Will you come with me to tell her of the serpents you saw?" I gesture up the beach towards the woman.