On her little boat she sways to the beat of the seas. Little koi fish glide below her, their scales glittering through the dark waters. She dips her fingers in the cool liquid and savours the serenity around her. Beside her, a man with a cloak rows on. They do not talk. They don't need to. Within this silence is communication. Upon these waters, there is understanding.
Until next time.
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Owhhh! You've changed to approving comments first - how come? I must say I like this post. I'd like to hazard a guess as to knowing the meaning of it too, but I'm not sure that I did too well on that last time did I?
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