Sea Lion Shores creation

she knew nothing of god or machines. she knew only of what laid before her now, and the desire that manifested within. she'd been alone for some countless months, aimlessly drifting among the breeze while hoping to take root somewhere.

and now the wind had led her to him. this she ached for. not for his flesh, but his company.

he offered what few had, and the sylph did not know if she would be so fortunate as to find another such as him.

to be alone.
to not.

she decided then, her thoughts plaguing her no more. the soft patter of footsteps filled the air about them as she aimed to close the distance between their forms. she dare not dance close enough for any sort of physical contact, but hoped through this speechless gesture that he might know her answer.

her eyes spoke where lips were still. where he led, she would follow.