"Magic," breathes Anne, her eyes aglow with delight. "I'd imagined it so often – there's a good deal of magic in even the regular world, you know, if you can just open your eyes and heart and if you have an imagination – but – "

She clasps her hands together before her chest, smiling as though she might never stop. "To be here, where it's everywhere – ! It's beyond wonderful."

Magic, breathed in like air. Swum in like water. She listens to the whisper of this impossible ocean and feels her heart be buoyed up like a seabird on the wing. "If I could, I'd certainly share a memory with you," she promises. "I have so many lovely ones. And I'd love to see your world, too. What's it like?"