!link! - Christine Abir

Christine Abir had always been a collector of silence.

If you are reading this, you have grown into the listener I knew you would be. Forgive me for leaving the way I did—not by choice, but by calling. The deep ones have a story they need told, and they asked me to carry it down. I cannot return, but I can leave you this: christine abir

But sometimes, if the wind is right and the tide is low, you can hear her laugh—a young woman laughing alone at the edge of the sea—and just beneath her voice, another, older laugh, rising from the deep. Christine Abir had always been a collector of silence