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Maman looked at him, but Thibault's eyes themselves were not moving. Convinced that the sea was an anchor that wouldn't dare him leniency. The sense of danger was gone, because long had he been eaten and dead. This fate, this was death. They were in the afterlife.

After a long silence, filled with nothing but the angel song from his mothers voice,
"Maman."
His eyes dragged to move, finally looking to her.
"Am me floatin' 'cause I'm a boy?" Maman wasn't floating. Was it because she was magical? A woman? Or maybe she wasn't dead. Just him.