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the scent of brine stung his nostrils; lasher paused as a salt wind rose from the waters to scour his eyes. nearby were the women who had swayed osprey junior from her father's bosom — though he would have argued that peregrine's bosom had become a cold place for his children upon fox's arrival.
the man picked his way down a cascade of stone carefully — the nereides, as they were called, did not take kindly to the male sex, and therefore his approach would be found less than satisfactory. yet his curiosity goaded him; taltos was intrigued at the idea of what drove these supposed amazons to their beliefs.
would retribution be meted upon him; justice flailed with the cold whips of their hateful tongues? the earthen servant crept nearer, though he stood well away from the borders, his slim body curving into a graceful crouch, and the swampwater of his gaze shimmered with a bright and interested moss-green.