cydlawenhau: the blog

Meraud’s mother left when she was a mere five years of age. With noth­ing but a bun­dle of some­thing secret under her arm, she had boarded the num­ber 59 bus to the coast and was never seen again. Her mother had left her with noth­ing more than her glassy black eyes, gun­metal grey hair and a sense of long­ing for the sea she could not rec­on­cile with her hatred of it.