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I knew it was the turn for the worse when I saw the gusty gails flowing in from the east side. The gathering dark fell out of the storm and started to pull the stars inside of it, eating and splitting them until their light no longer shone and all was consumed in black. I could not believe my own eyes. What horror had life given me? What strange night had plunged me into darkness.
Just then, the pan pipes whistled their quiet melody and I was back with Jacobim on the shore.
�Sarah,� he asked, �Where were you going?�
His golden hair was tinged in the soft glow that filtered through the forested canopy. The canopy was thick and haloed the grove in a perfumed fog of pollen and fallen leaves. I stirred the floor a little with my hand and sent centipedes skittering off.
I looked up at his briefly, holding my head in dismay, �I�m sorry. Was I sleeping.�
He smiled obliquely and looked over at the setting sun, �I was worried that I was losing you there. What would provoke you to go to the edge like that?�
I thought of this a moment, propping my head on my knees. So that had not been a dream. Now, the weight of the years seemed to fall on me like a cloud. I remembered that day, the day that I left. It was not much different than the one that I was in now.
The ship had been chartered from a pirate in the keys. Lo-Loth Macraba, they called him. He was a boorish man with a long snout and tusks for teeth. He was half human, half Undazi. I was going to sail to the edge of the world, I remembered. I remembered something else as well.
�You left me,� I said.
Jacobim looked in on me with curiosity.
�Left you? Surely not. I was here when you left, calling after you,� he said.
�No, for Julia. You left me,� I said, �Why?�
Jacobim adjusted uncomfortably and then turned to me, �I think I asked for your story first.�
�We were in this grove,� I began, �This once just beside that oak tree.�

It was a little after noon and I was lying in the grass staring up at the clouds overhead. A flock of sheep were gathered nearby, but I was not watching them. Jacobim and I had been becoming close ever since the beginning of that season. He chose me as his year partner and I he and things were going beautifully. I imagined that he would choose me again in this new year, it had taken so long for us to choose anyone to begin with, though I suppose it should have been foolish that I imagined that he would be my last and final season mate. I was sucking on the shaft of a piece of grass when across the moor I saw him, lying their, his arm laced around another nymph far prettier than I could imagine.
That was when I left.

"This once just beside that oak tree"... Typo?

I like the name of the pirate, anyway. :D
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