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in time you'll taste all the salt in my lungs
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Ooc — lauren
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#8
the notion the sea-witch belonged to anything other than herself caused an incredulous snort to rift the smoothness of her muzzle -- she belonged to nothing but herself and the conviction of this belief showed clearly in the defiance of her gaze.

instead of outright spurning him she elected to play his game, though she made no attempt to sheath the dubious nature of her expression. "is that so?" she inquired, expecting this splinter-creature to elaborate on the nature of his outlandish claim.
this house was my flowered heart,
but my petals have fallen.