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The fog cleared from her mind as the da her face The sickly sweet s in the corner of the hold, strea from her mouth She vomited the blackness fro into her veins, infecting her aid said "Don’t you see? She’s bitten the you"

There was a roar of rage, and Anne felt herto the clean, bright thread of his energy

"Anne"--Brigid had a hand at her back--"we need to get you to your father"

Her father

"Da?" she choked out on a sob

"Letas my mother is alive You can touch me"

"Anne" Murphy’s tortured voice caasped "Don’t touch me, Patrick You can’t touch me"

She stuid pull her up the stairs She felt the sea around her as soon as she stepped onto the deck Without another word, she ran to it, stripping fro into the ocean

The sea claimed her

WHEN Anne dreaotten things Theweeds surrounded her as she stared into the night sky She heard her father’s voice, singing Coleridge’s poem:

Water, water, every where,

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, every where,

Nor any drop to drink

The water enveloped her The pulse of the current took her and she drifted deeper

Past the edge of land

Beyond the silken brush of reeds

About, about, in reel and rout

The death-fires danced at night;

The water, like a witch’s oils,

Burnt green, and blue and white

She sank past the touch of ht, where the chill of the water crept into her bones and settled her soul

HE found her in the darkness