Shimmering Sands fell in love over appalachain wine

"you again." lionel's voice rolled out as if from the seas, bemused and curious. sonder, if he recalled correctly, sonder, gilded angsty boy from the ruined forest.
as the fawnskin mayfair was not at all fond of the woodland; he found the beach much more entertaining, and far more diverting when it held such characters as this.
"know where you're gonna go for the winter?" lionel asked, sidling up to stand near sonder, making the bold assumption they were on cool enough terms to do so.