Stavanger Bay No one dies from love

It's beautiful, isn't it? Reverie's eyes turned briefly to the sea. When she looked back at Bridget, there was a gentle curiosity in her expression. She wondered if she traveled often, but did not ask, not yet. Of course she'd noticed that the woman only had three legs, but she hadn't thought much of it. It reminded her of Phox.
I'll have to ask my husband, but - maybe you could stay in our den, with us. It's - big. It's a cave, She stumbled a little over the explanation, aware that it might sound more intimate than it really was. And it has a lovely view of the ocean. And the sky — but she wouldn't spoil everything. It really was something best experienced, rather than described.