Stavanger Bay and everything we've come to it makes you you

She stayed still, close. An ear pressed to the soft chest she now knew. Listened to the patter of the woman's heartbeat as it settled and simmered.

Their skin still burned, but it did not seem so awful if the time was spent like this.

Do you like the things you learn?

Something ugly licked up the back of her brain, that the moonwoman might decide she did not. Things often thought upon by the anxious in the glow of time spent together afterwards.