Magonia Page #4

...hope for a new shore.

So hoist the sail, hoist it now.

We still have clouds.

Sail on thin air and set...

...course for the clouds.

Follow the first sigh...

...and let yourself go...

...on new wings one last time.

Sail on the first sigh.

Dare to fly one last time.

So hoist the sail, hoist it now.

Been at the breakwater, Arend?

Does it look bad?

The wind is turning.

You hear that, Josse?

Theres a northern storm coming.

Nearly, my boy.

Nearly.

Oh, no. Give me a double, too.

What have you got to celebrate?

- Just one thing.

That thick skull of yours, Ill bet.

Heres to hope.

- See what I mean?

Hope must fly.

Just forget it, Arend.

Bill Ramsey was her first lover.

To a woman that means a lot.

Shell never forget him.

- Not for you anyway.

They think the first one

is the only one.

Especially after Bill Ramsey.

- You were only a little boy then.

Do you remember him?

Yes.

Of course.

Olle.

The wind carried him in.

The door blew open...

...and there he stood,

wreathed in a fog from the sea.

How long ago was it?

Six years, seven?

This ones on me.

Strong drop, this.

- Dont have to tell us that.

In one hand he held his knapsack...

...in the other the knots

for holding back the winds.

On one arm he carried the east,

on the other the west.

Nothing as dangerous as memory.

Olle.

Tonight Ill make another ship.

Just tell me how you want it.

We can all dream.

Goodnight then...

May I?

If you could,

you wouldnt have to ask.

Do you think

he will take me along too?

Life at sea is hard.

You will ask him, when he comes,

whether I can come along...

Once he was in a storm that went on

for three weeks, day and night.

I dont care about storms.

Not if were with Ramsey.

He knows all the storms.

He rides them, one after the other.

He takes them on

with one hand on the helm.

And one arm around our shoulders.

- Did he say that?

So we dont get hurt.

Do you believe

such a person exists?

Ive heard so much about him.

No-one else can compete.

I close my eyes, and I see him.

- But do you believe that he really exists?

Ive been hearing these stories

for so long now. It must be true.

Why are you doing this?

What do you want?

Look at me. This is what I am.

Here. Just this.

What use are big ideas to me?

- They offer protection.

You dont know

what youre talking about.

Ill show you a man

who knows how to protect a woman.

Salt...

...tar and wet ropes.

When will you stop all this?

Cant you smell it, Arend?

Hes nearby.

Again?

- Not far away.

Thatll be the third time this winter.

- This winter its going to happen.

And tomorrow Ill comfort you again.

With one of your little drawings?

Dont make me laugh.

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