Stavanger Bay can't wait to feel better than i ever will; attack that shit like a kid on benadryl
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She was gone.

Raptor sat at the shore where the sea gobbled up the bay, toes touched by each reaching wave. The last bit of her scent had been here, along these sands, in so far as he could tell. The sea, he reasoned, had taken her, and he resented the salt waters for all their trespasses against him. What good had the brine ever brought him?

For a long time the sable wolf stared across the deep blue. Thinking.