Looking into a broken reflection and shedding a tear that seemed to fall forever but never land. Below, tumbling waves heralded the water that stretched on forever.
Water had brought him to her and had snatched him away with as little warning.
Smeared painfully across her life, he was gone now but his voice remained. He was the wailing cry of the seal, the soft song of the sea.
He was calling her through the whispering grass on the cliffs as it moved in the wind. She took a step closer to the edge, just one step closer to him.