She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen.
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