She dreamed of walking into the surf of the Libyan sea.
Stepping into the water her toes noticed a cold, smooth marble slab. She kicked at the rocky sand. It swirled up under water and materialized another step.
Below that one a step, and another, and another.
Going deeper out she knew she was walking the steps of the grandest home in the village now swallowed up and in ruins, magnified by the water just your under her feet.
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