
Sometimes I think, in places like this, where the ocean meets the sky in a thousand shades of blue, that each force competes with the other. The ocean says to the sky, I can travel faster, sparkle without stars, sweep people up in a majestic underworld otherwise unseen and make them breathe in bubbles. And the sky says, well, that’s all very impressive. I only sparkle by night, my treasures are infinite but undiscovered and when I move, I myself …















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