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What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She loved it especially when the waves were high and the ship rose and fell, or when it was snowing and the flakes stung her face.

Kristin Cashore

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Loved
Edges
Sailing
High
Snow
Bows
Face
Wave
Waves
Faces
Rose
Ship
Funny
Ocean
Edge
Snowing
Inspirational
Watches
Hang
Stung
Really
Watch
Ships
Flakes
Especially
Fell
Slice

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