She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. But she does not resemble you in any other way. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. She was practically destitute of jewellery. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. The face of the man who lay there was clearly visible.
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