serialized. five of seven.

Clara is under the water again. Just beneath the surface. Wrapping herself in the liquid salt embrace a few steps offshore, she opens her eyes to a blurry burn. It soothes her. It soothes because she can make sense of losing focus. The last time she saw Samuel, her vision hazed in a similar way for a far different reason. “I thought it would be best if you found out this way.” Clara remains enfolded in ocean. Her cotton dress extends in...
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