A Night in Peloponnese

Liam Lalor
Nov 7 · 3 min read

There was the noise again that reached her. By the shore, on the high rocks along the quay, she listened closely. At first and persistently was the sound of the ocean — that rhythmic lull, accompanied by the wind. Beneath somewhere was the thing that she could not describe. It was a definitive sound. Not a song or voice, distant yet near, at interval. Night had fallen and in the darkness she could not see except silhouettes; lines and…

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