Alcyone was holding on to the hem of her husband’s robe, and down at the shore the ship was ready and waiting. “I know what the wind does.”
Ceyx gently lifted her hand away. “I shall be back before the second full moon.” It was not a promise he was able to keep.
While the ship drew away Alcyone waved, and her husband waved from the deck. Neither of them lowered a hand until the other was a dot and then gone.