“The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude.”
― Kate Chopin, The Awakening

Mother. Sister. Lover.

Moire who is Queen of Rebma, and will be counted the "young Queen of Rebma" for at least another couple centuries.
Moire who is the shiver of shadow against moonlight where it falls on the water.
Moire who is salt.
Moire who gives.
And takes.

And takes.