Prologue

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4 years ago

- My child, you should know, that if you choose this life, the ocean won't let you go.

- The ocean is freedom - I replied to my mother's words, standing on the threshold of our hut.

My mother Juliet  kept  the door open for me. She had green, glassy eyes but no tear was shed. Her blond hair flowed down her shoulders. I inherited only sex after her, couse I had brown hair and dark eyes, like Him.

- You remind me of him - she said as goodbye.

I knew, she loved him. She never stopped.

It was the last time I saw her.

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