Stavanger Bay atop sins towered heaven high for me

It was tempting to meet her here, right on the strand, but the rational part of her knew she did not want a crewmate to stumble upon.  She was not particularly shy, but some things were better to be intimate and private.

Thankfully, she knew a place.  Nodding she began to step off, but turned to cast a heated, anticipatory look and a quick beckon.  Then she started to run at a slow, steady pace, leading Erzulie along the beach southward.

Here, at the southern edge, cliffs began to rise above the beach to meet the neighboring forest long burned.  She passed beneath them where the sand continued at their base, keeping close to the siren she ran with.  Here the ocean crashing upon the cliff side before them, and the outcroppings of rock at their back, would likely afford them some measure of privacy.