els and trees not yet in leaf. And even as ser come back too soon,  among trees and feel it on  ter of tely calm, unruffled by so mucendril of t in its ohs.

    Dianora dreurned to ture  ed by te face. the eyes were darker now, cloudy,

    and sural al man or  Dianora, fig s come er, but for a signing of  te stone in  stone into the pool.

    No ripples. No movement at all. tone sank  a trace of its passage. But ter cer, and darkened, and tions  of gulls. ter oo dark, it cast not Dianora felt take ly but inexorably back to t from to find truthis signing.

    And in ters sion.

    Not  all of t of the Ember Days.

    Instead, an image of anote spring or summer, anot  many people gat sound, constantly, he surge and sigh of waves.

    And in teps were leading her.

    Fear touc moment  beat slo. A deep calm came over  later, not  its burden of sorroance. For years s had known dreams of such an ending.

    t of tainty. And noo  last and Dianora sa it led to the sea.

    t sun of summer. t all.

    Some time later, it migs or ill beside o ter ted ers but seemingly as deep, and s not so many, a blink of an eye or t it took an autumn leaf to fall, as ture ime.

    quot;t; s;I understand.”

    And sood very still, not flinc all, as tiptoe and kissed  as tterfly, upon t of desire time, in termation asted of salt. t, Dianora kne all; only a quiet sadness like a smootone in t.

    Surned back to ted again, t of ter in the wind.

    she was al