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The ocean had always made Ayita feel small in a way that was strangely comforting, like a reminder that not everything had to be understood just yet. That there was always something in the crisp salty breeze to be admired instead of dissected. Its surface shimmered with thoughts not entirely formed, its tides stirring something deep within, and its depths holding a mirror too deep to see the bottom. And it is there, under the reflected stars, scattered like whispers of what the sky has to offer, that Ayita comes to peace with her fate.
Ayita has about a week to decide how she’s going to kill herself.
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Ayita is set on joining Ann in the afterlife, but the island's resident siren is set on learning to sign, webbed fingers and all.
