The whitewashed brick plantation house seemed an island set in a wild red sea, a sea of spiraling, curving, crescent billows petrified suddenly at the moment when the pink-tipped waves were breaking into surf.
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A path opens for us, like we’re the Israelites crossing the Red Sea.
Gayle Forman -- Where She Went
Are miracles something like the Red Sea parting or more like Evan Walker finding me locked in a block of ice in a wilderness of white?