Finally, we made it to the cliff, taking the winding animal track down to the beach where I slid my pack from my shoulders and took out the two bathing suits. One was newly made, black with pink embroidery across the chest, the letters SW written into the fabric with a twisting vortex of air curling around it and a gleaming silver sword I’d stitched within it all. The arms and legs were long like mine and it shimmered like a rainbow from the blaze oil I’d glazed it with. I’d added plenty of the oil and had soaked mine in it again too, making sure it would truly keep us warm out there this
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