Ocean's Breath Plateau I want a heart unbreakable

It was not the story she'd expected. But perhaps she needed it, needed to hear this; something almost too beautiful to be true. Marina was lost in the sound of his voice, and then lost again in the wash of emotion that followed its end. Her tears surged anew, but this time they did not taste of sorrow.

To speak in the aftermath seemed like a silly notion; why bother to light a candle under the brightness of the sun? She shifted closer instead, her flank pressing warmly to his. Tentatively her muzzle trailed along his shoulder and came to rest alongside his neck. She felt her heart in her throat, felt it lurch unsteadily.

Marina would not ask more from him than this, not if he was unwilling to give more. But she wanted to.