Ocean's Breath Plateau [m] Tell me, when the party ends, will you still love who I am?

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Moontide. Home. She was —

she was home.

Numb, trembling limbs took her blindly to the water's edge. His scent on her, all around her, and her throat tightened and contracted with the urge to vomit. She stared out into the sea and thought, I should wash myself. I should eat something. I should sleep. I need to sleep.

She couldn't.

And she thought, I should call for — someone. @Heph. @Chakliux. @Rodyn.

But she didn't.

Her eyes traced the rolling waves, and her tears fell silently. Shattered; she was shattered.