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peaceful. was sobeille’s life peaceful?

a long line of thought scribbled across her face.

her maman, swimming to the black waters — over a brother! would she do the same for tousaint or thibault?

sobeille stood a little straighter. she’d taken two journeys now, and felt in sync with her maman’s declaration of the world. it was full of disappointments.

mireille’s eyes were warm upon sobeille, like sunglow on a field so long forgotten by light its features were stained by blue ink. maman, sobeille turned an entreating eye upon her. tell me more about grandme — please.