I had been woken up , and that was what she needed . But she had left her heart open and vulnerable to the world like fish bait . This place … whatever it is … Everything ? Nothing ? It had ripped her from this life and stitched her into another . Wherever that might be .
The ocean had sent her mad .
~.~ I crept inside the boathouse and shut the door behind me . The pebble beach had been swallowed by the tide and the structure rocked softly , as the waves lapped the beams below .
My heart was still propped against the wall under a mouldy canvas . I wondered if the portrait had changed like everything else but I couldn ’ t bring myself to check .