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    The Voices of Silence – Bel Mooney

    “When I was a little girl I actually used to dream of it. I would be in a boat, gliding through sparkling water, and there in the distance I’d see an island. But it wasn’t green like real islands are. It was all dark and brown, as if someone had lit a fire and burnt up the whole place. But of course, I knew differently. And as my boat came nearer I grew more and more excited, until at last, with only a few yards to go, I couldn’t wait any longer. So I’d leap out, feel the water cool on my skin, wade forward, then throw myself on the…