Coconut Grove bird song

lómion nodded to her assurance, taking a step back towards the water.

soon, if we may. the sea lapped at his heels with a couple more steps. i would like to— to tidy up a bit before we go. the man lowered himself to the ocean's touch, letting gentle waves wash through blood-soaked fur.

he could not let his family see him this way.

np, back at u! we can fade here if you'd like and start a new thread :)