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"Upon this rise above the water's side I withdraw my hidden blade and hone it once again. The sun falls away from my piece of the world, but the darkness, too, is here my friend."- from 24 Views
She carries in the dishes,
And lays them in a row.
To an isle in the water
With her would I go.
She carries in the candles,
and lights the curtained room,
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit,
Helpful and shy.
To an isle in the water
With her would I fly.
- To an Isle in the Water, by WB Yeats