LEAF of the threshold of the water, the Shining Water-lily seen under the blue working, and by that working given her oldest name; for the first books of light ever made were pressed in this same blue, and they were books of water-plants. She appeareth as a scattering of pale discs upon water gone to deep indigo, each pad white as unwritten paper, while the drowned leaves below dim into the dark by degrees. Her office is unchanged: to mark the skin between two worlds; only here the upper world is the page and the lower is the ink. She is the Sister’s favorite, being half hers already — a thing of water, printed in a light that water fixes.
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