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316 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 2, 2025
“She felt as though she were regurgitating the nothingness inside her. No matter how much she cried, there was more nothingness to purge” (p. 131).
“But no, it could not happen. She had brought him back to her room to bed him once before, and something had stopped her even then. It was something about the way he looked at her. There was not only desire in his eyes but something dangerously close to affection.” (p. 195).
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“No one was safe from this. When the ocean called, it required no permission” (p. 10).
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“And then, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, ripping the heavens open. With that flash of lightning, for the briefest moment, the ocean was filled with light. The contours of every surface shone crisply. Zarya could see the entire expanse of water, the edge of the peninsula, the trees, and most importantly, she could see the creature that locked eyes with her from the ocean.” (p. 37).
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“It was like nothing had changed. With just a five-minute drive, Zarya had arrived right back where she had started—surrounded by the constant stream of chatter from her mother and the silence from her father. They were like a ball of gas and a black hole, one producing nuclear heat and the other swallowing it whole. Together, they had produced Zarya, whose main purpose in life was to avoid being completely engulfed.” (p. 69).
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“‘Rusalki were originally a legend from Slavic Paganism. They were not considered evil. Rather, they helped with fertility and watering the fields of crops. The legend took on a more sinister connotation over time, as Paganism itself started to develop a bad reputation. And besides, the legend pertains to freshwater spirits in Russia, not ocean creatures.’
‘Don’t listen to him, Zarya. There are evil spirits out there, and you see the proof for yourself. Those who died violent deaths never stay underwater forever. Their spirits are angry. They want retribution.’” (p. 71).
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“It was a most sad legend, thought Josephine. Why should a woman have to choose between freedom and companionship?
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“In all the tales of water-women, there was a common thread—the betraying husband. Josephine was not sure why, but she had understood, even as a little girl, that certain legends spoke to something so true that they permeated across country borders and cultural dialects. Certain tales ran so deep that they were recognized in every part of the world.” (p. 82)
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“Zarya thought about what her father had once told her about the ocean—that all life originated from it. The first single-cell organism, their most primeval ancestor, first formed out of that vast body of water. And when a child is in the womb, he had explained, tilting his glasses to the tip of his nose, it is like being in those primordial waters, in a sense. As an unborn child, you are cushioned in an oceanlike amniotic fluid. You go through the same process of evolution as the human race did—first resembling something like an amoeba, then a fish, then an amphibian, then a reptile, and finally a primate.” (p. 92)
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“Josephine decided that there must be something sacred about the water and the animals that inhabited it. Why else did all creatures need water to survive? Why else were humans at the mercy of water when growing crops? Why else did priests dunk newborns into a bowl of water? The baptism was but a cleansing initiation, a passageway into the kingdom of Heaven, a return to the cosmic womb. Josephine herself had felt the way the ocean washed away her suffering, even just for a few hours. She longed to curl up in it for all eternity.” (p. 157).
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“The ocean was not as quiet as she imagined it. There was a heavy, rhythmic pulse running through it, deafening her ears. It sounded almost like a heartbeat. She imagined this was what it must have felt like to be in her mother’s womb.” (p. 205).
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“...as the Vandalia mounted another wave, he found what he was looking for in the water. A woman’s skin, pallid as moonbeams, floating along the swell effortlessly. She disappeared into the wave as the ship came roaring down the swell.” (p. 220).
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“...one cannot take love by force…love must be freely given to be real” (p. 246).
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“But lately, Zarya was starting to believe a different story. The story of a little girl who had been indoctrinated by her mother’s unspoken rule—the rule that, when you let someone do something nice for you, it means that person now gets to control your life. Every time she had gone about her day or said no to a hug, that little girl had been breaking the conditions of an invisible contract. A contract someone else had signed for her.” (p. 256).
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“Empathy doesn’t mean letting someone take over your life…Sometimes, empathy means saying enough” (p. 290).
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