Listen to the story all over again, when Amphitrite returns from the foam and builds Nymphaeum.
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Closing Time
We danced, the song lulling me into a sense of security. Or maybe it was Dion’s arms, but something was making this night better than it had been, and I was grateful. I knew that the memories would resurface about what was discussed, what happened, what was broken. But for now, all I needed, all I wanted, was him.
