Water

Summary: a many splendored thing

The way across the marsh
Falling
“Sometimes absence is the hardest thing to hide.”
Echoes of Quint
A storm is coming
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
In case of storm
Into the wine dark sea
Sentinel
Impression of sunset
Moonrise
Sea of Tranquilty

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