The Uncharted Isle
by James HutchingsFebruary 3, 2011
As I was sailing the Wine-Faced Sea, I found myself passing an island which appeared on no charts. I asked a woman who sat on the beach where I was.
"This is the Isle of the Ones that Got Away," she told me. "Whenever anyone thinks of an old flame, and wonders what that old flame is doing now, the answer is that they have ended up here, and are living a life of bliss."
I would have made further enquiry, but she continued.
"If I may answer your next question," she said, "we do not think of them. Not even once."
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