The sea breathed with a slow, deep rhythm, as if it too were watching over its sleep. The moon illuminated its gigantic form, and for the first time since I arrived on the island, I felt that I was not completely alone in the world.
During the following days I learned to take care of her.
I brought her coconut water, fished as much as I could, and lit large bonfires to scare away nocturnal animals. Each day she seemed to regain a little more strength. Her eyes were no longer clouded by pain, and sometimes she even gave me a gentle smile that made the fear I had felt at first disappear completely.
On the fifth day we started to talk for real.
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