"Outside I could hear the wind slide across the spine of the mountains speaking in a language I remembered but could no longer understand. Steam filled my nostrils and heat penetrated my bones until, after a time, I had no body — only a sense of silence and distance and calm.
It was as if I had just woken from all water into dream."
It never occurs to anyone to name the sky, although it too, like the oceans,
has its straits and seas, trenches and sandbars.
Mesosphere Necklace
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