RE: Overheard On A Salt Marsh

@shanibeer, I love this!!! especially the way Jenny finds Roger again:

She saw him working, lifting crates, heard the noise of the machinery. A man called, he answered back. Shouts. She watched him take a swig from a bottle.
Leave it, my friend, it will do you no good, she whispered in the shadows.
Surprised, he turned. Wiped his mouth with his hand. He stared, searching, unsure what he was looking for. There had been no sound, no words, only an intuition.

Then the task masters, then the escape, and those closing lines. So beautiful!

Moonlight struck the stone, catching on the green flecks and cascading over the Isle of the Dead. The Goblin screamed and fizzed, popping like astral fire, dispersing in tiny bubbles each one holding its wicked likeness.
Holding hands, they melted into air, the stone dropping onto the soft pelts.
The unmanned boats came back empty in the morning.

I LOVE IT

As agmoore said, "Need I say it? This is so well written!" - in response to Raj - yes. We need to say it. This is cleverly written and illustrated. Well done!!!