One by one, they were all becoming shades

Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion... His own identity was fading out into a grey impalpable world...

 

(The Dead by James Joyce)

 

This is the Sea by The Waterboys

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I'm not quite so bleak and morbid as this image and words may suggest. I created this composite quite by accident. Was made for a tiny little story I wrote today, but this wasn't it. lol Joyce is much better than anything I've written, certainly today. Just wish I'd had the concept first. :-))

Done