Blackwater Islands daft notions of pitfalls
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they hated it.

they hated the salt that burned their lungs, their eyes, their tender fleshed haunches.

they hated the summons to speak, they hated hated hated.

but yet they softened in the face of the woman, their perfume softened the air of salt. an island of sirens had discovered them, they thought. to ask such silly things and draw the sea air with seasonal scents.

if they had wished to speak, they couldn't do it in that moment, too dried by the sea brine they had soaked in for some time.

a soft croak.

iced eyes looking with a silent plead.
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daft notions of pitfalls - by Bethsabée - March 28, 2022, 02:04 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Cerulean - March 28, 2022, 02:24 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Bethsabée - March 28, 2022, 03:42 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Cerulean - March 28, 2022, 04:21 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Bethsabée - March 28, 2022, 04:27 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Bridget - March 28, 2022, 05:34 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Cerulean - March 28, 2022, 07:39 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Bethsabée - March 28, 2022, 08:30 PM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Bridget - March 29, 2022, 01:53 AM
RE: daft notions of pitfalls - by Cerulean - April 07, 2022, 02:42 PM