Beneath tall cliffs, two anchored curraghs swung, their light prows bobbing on the gentle waves. Their tarred sides shone in the moonlight. In each, three stooping figures sat on narrow seats, their arms resting on the frail sides, their red-backed hands fingering long lines, that swam, white, through the deep, dark water.


Lightning Flash Rolling Wave Dark Water Black Speck Successive Flash 
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© Liam O’Flaherty 1999

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  • A. A. Kelly

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