Gaia and Sealey spoke for ten minutes. Julia remained a few steps away, drawing the man in her notebook. When she looked at him again, he was younger and his back was straight. As she got closer, Gaia was telling Sealey about the Wind Tower.
Let’s go, Julia said.
Just one minute, Gaia said. My friend Sealey is telling me about mum.
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Sweet. An open vessel to listen to the heart of another.
Beautiful 🙂
Thank you!