Dragoncrest Cliffs souf sale

@Tousaint did not care so much for the water. mireille silently wondered if it was val which had manifested in her boy; they both shared a dislike of the ocean. while this notion pleased her, the boy's reticence toward their beloved ocean was more worrisome.
"come wid me to de beach," she told the growing child one morning. "i want to gat'er oysters while de tide is out."
over the meadow, through the tunnel, onto the pale beach that held so many stories for the sapphique wolves.