> Aquinnah by Anjou

 

"The rise of the shoreline is shockingly familiar. He has seen it so many times from just this angle, watched as it appeared out of mists and snow or through the haze of a summer fog, but he has consciously forgotten it. With a shock of clarity, he realizes that his dreams often find him standing on this deck, watching for that first glimpse of the arc of the land above the water. He has never felt the pang of recognition so sharply, nor felt it resonate within his heart before. As they approach the dock at Vineyard Haven, he feels the first sense of urgency he has had during this long trip."

 

 

 

 

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