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Chapter
Four The Mermaids of the Blue Cove [page4] |
he mountain
replies: The
singing voices of the mermaids are like a prayer, |
The
singing voices also reach the waters of the sea cove,
then the cove begins to shine brightly in blue. The mermaids, and also I, have regained our forgotten songs. Smiles returned to all of our faces. |
As
I looked around, I became aware of a single, I
went closer to the light. |