Date: 2011-03-14 01:48 am (UTC)
She draws herself up out of the sea, and the foam sheds some of its yellowed stain and draws itself up 'round her in a dress, which upon reflection is very sensible because she would have been cold otherwise. "My name's Leah," she says, which is a pretty name. "I was born of no man or woman and I sought the sea because that is what rivers do."

I nod. "I came down to the sea by a river, but it's far across, on the other side," I say, waving a hand behind us. "Where are you going now, Leah? The sea will run to shore, eventually, but I am sailing for as long as I can. It's easier than running, and I can't stop." Something occurs to me, and I frown a little.

"I suppose I will have to stop if I find something, won't I? Otherwise I won't find it exactly, I'll just sort of pass it by."
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