Cerulean Cape we have always known how to be monsters
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Atlan calls him home, yields his tenacious efforts with clear reward. Axolotl crests the meld — where the land of Totoka River bleeds into the sands of Cerulean Cape. The Atlanian is immediately greeted by the much missed briny scent of sea water. It fills his nostrils as he draws in a greedy breath of it. His strides are purposeful and do not slow until solid earth gives way to the soft ply of sand underfoot. It is warm and it shifts around his paws, slowing his pace out of his own desire to take it in and because each step causes his paws to sink in as sand is quick to fill the temporary void he has created threatening to swallow his paws whole if he would let it. A ball of tension that Axolotl had not even realized he’d been carrying within loosens and he is left with the distinct feeling of relief; as if an immense weight has been lifted from his shoulders as glacial gaze drinks in the sight of the crystal clear sea water. The frothy waves beckon him as they crash against the shore, calm. The distance of beach is quickly diminished as Axolotl charged willingly, unafraid into the sea water pushing further. The current is strong despite the halcyon mood of Atlan and the waves offer some resistance but he pushes past them as they crash around his neck. He paddles for a moment before he sucks in a breath and dives under the next incoming wave swimming further out to sea only to breach the surface of the water a few seconds later and suck in a breath that fills his lungs with the heady and prominent scent of sea water. He has missed this. He has missed the sea, he has missed Atlan. The coast is where he belongs; he is home ...as tentative as that may be, he acknowledges as he stands upon a sandbar so that he is looking at the beach shoulders now above the water as it laps around him as if he is a fixture in Atlan's domain that they are so used to that they simply ignore his presence; or accept it as if he is apart of them.
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she spoke to the king in me
and slept with the beast
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we have always known how to be monsters - by Axolotl - May 10, 2017, 04:13 AM