In the midst of this sea and on the edge of this desert.

I started reading it and was amazed about the beautiful wording, about the voice you give to Deniz. I continued and the lump in my throat got bigger. I slowed down to take everything in because I don't know if I can manage reading this emotional journey again.

I did make it to the last paragraph with misty eyes, but then tears were welling up (some kind of allergy I suppose)

Oh, I noticed that I hadn't REALLY thought how I might feel about the aftermath! HMS-denial has comfy chairs on the rear-deck with a great view of the happy past. With your story you have put me onto the iceberg, still seeing what had been, but also feeling the stinging shards and the hurting cold.