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A faded, but finely-crafted wine cup,
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Ground down by the sands in the sea's depths.
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The exquisite cup fell from the Chief Mate's hand, raising tiny ripples as it hit the ocean surface.
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What did it see amid the schools of fish in the dying light?
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What had he encountered amidst the silent alleys, before the bars of the flower-inlaid windows of a secret tryst?
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Down and down the dark gold cup sank, into the dreams of the sea monster, and into the dreams of the Chief Mate...
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"Someday, I will return the favor for this mark of humiliation that you left upon me."
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The moonlight illuminated sapphire eyes and that striking scar.
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In his memory, her countenance grew brighter, beautiful, cold and proud,
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But he had forgotten what he had said then, and grew suddenly despondent as a result.
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"Come to think of it, how many times have I forgotten the past..."
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"Ha, does it matter how you retell the past?"
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"All deaths are in vain. There is no saving that which has already sunk."
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