CHAPTER FOURTY-THREE Whispers of the Cosmos

The warmth disappeared, and Lily was left in the cold air on the edge of a cliff with the sound of water in her ears. Beside her, Alexander squinted his eyes against the bright light and tried to survey the new territory. “Where are we this time?” Lily was nearly shouting to be heard over the wind. Looking at the rocky shores, Alexander frowned. ‘If I am not wrong then this is Cornwall, England And as far as I remember we are in the early nineteenth century looking at the clothes those fishermen are wearing down there in the small cove. ’ As the four of them moved from the grassy area to a narrow path that led towards the village, the group realized that there seemed to be more movement than was usual for the day. Lads were standing in twos and threes, whispering furtively. Women went around busy, scared to look at the sea. ‘There is something off’, Lily whispered to herself, an agent with years of experience in completing numerous operations under her belt. They reached an