Sequoia Coast your heart is like the ocean, mysterious and dark

she awoke, feeling as though she had been thrown around; her head throbbed, and her nape ached. when her eyes opened there was blackness, and deirdre was infinitely aware of all that had transpired once again. she froze, no longer supple and soft in the arms of skellige but frigid. deirdre had slept deep into the night, and soon the sun would rise. for now, the moon was just beginning to prepare its descent and o'erhead, the stars twinkled. she moved her muzzle out from the crook of his chest gently, so as to not startle him, and checked to see if he was awake himself with curious eyes.