The Sunlight and the Sound

Jul 25, 2026

∙ Paid

I only wished to find a gift for Greta. Now, I’m not sure where I am.

The steps, canals, the narrow streets… all blur into a kind of maze.

At least it is cool here. This little inlet, the water lapping on the stone… here, there is shade between the cloistered columns.

I shall rest. Not until nightfall, for then I shall truly be lost - cutpurses carry knives in these parts - but just enough to find some sort of bearing.

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