The rocky and jagged coast opened into a hundred or so tiny estuaries that each lead to a fresh-water stream that could be traced to a forest, and past the forest, into the mountains. And so it had been easy for Sadie to follow such a long trail from her sisters in the sea, to the snowy edge of the rocky mountain. That was where she stopped and turned around, for the water had run out of depth, and she was drowning in the air. But she had done it—she’d gone further inland than any other Siren before her.
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