Stavanger Bay we are all just stars that have people names

she was not so great at this, but she must have met a certain standard to not feel any disapproval from the dark man she had now swam beside. her movements from there were incited by the sea, and she felt like the moon, suspended in this endless sky, and ahead, she saw stars--

did he see this?! her head turned to him, as he looked to her, affirming that what she witnessed was real. their tendrils swayed beneath their glowing bodies, but it was the bodies alone she looked to that burned red beneath the cool sea. they glowed, and throbbed, and deirdre marveled at them. it was magick, visible magick!, she felt she witnessed in this moment; her face was the perfect picture of awe, as she admired the beauty presented before her eyes.