Gilded Bay began to touch, but you wouldn't let it!

Moonlight illuminated the ocean's shadowy depths. Around her ankles swarmed pockets of bright blue, following her with each step taken. Ying watched the spirits dance in the darkness, prance from one position to the next, and hummed a quiet tune of encouragement. The sound of crashing waves was blown on winds heavy with sea salt; they brushed past her snout, synchronized with each of her breaths. She thought of Xiaochou (@Astaroth) and imagined what it might be like to be found immersed in this tranquility.