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Forgive Me, My Love, for the Ice and the Sea

I stopped counting my steps across the ice after three hundred. I couldn’t distract myself from the thought of that gap closing between me and the ship. Between me and you. Issheth, always steps ahead of me, tireless, trying in vain to close her own gap. Frenzied. I kept my eyes on her back. At my belt I had the long knife I used for cutting ballast.

I made my way to Issheth, my boots crunching on the deck frost. Her eyes shone wet in the sunlight. Maybe it was the glare. Maybe it was not.
The Moneylender’s Angel

I'd hoped never to be in proximity to a sacrifice or its effects, ever again, but the necklace's mere presence changed things. It burst the bubble in which we lived from week to week, ignoring the past and not thinking about the future. It had to be dealt with.

Secrets were stealing back into our relationship already.
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Forgive Me, My Love, for the Ice and the Sea

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I made my way to Issheth, my boots crunching on the deck frost. Her eyes shone wet in the sunlight. Maybe it was the glare. Maybe it was not.
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