Shimmering Sands days turn, faster than a minute

for a while longer they moved together, and the girl did all she could to prevent the sharp edge of her shame from cutting up her chest. after a time, they stilled, and were bound together a moment longer. when she could, she moved from his embrace, chest heavy with guilt as she moved to press against his side, breath homing laboured. for a long time, she was silent, not entirely sure what they had just done. she knew, however, what exactly had just transpired, though could not quite admit it to herself.