Ankyra Sound pond rings

she was flush in saltbrine as she bobbed up, puffing her breath in a thrumming rush of adrenaline and cut off laughs of triumph.

now, this is what it meant to be a pirate of the pearl!

swimming was walking, walking was an artful frontstroke to the now silent shore, whereas the bay seemed to gape in reverential silence of her daredevil stuntwork.

leve chante ou a nan syèl la,
pou nonm lan ak je li ki manke a~!

she singsonged in a breathless idle way, feeling the static in her body dissipate to nothing.