Shimmering Sands fell in love over appalachain wine

"coincidentally, it involves being cold as fuck by the sea and also dropped into it. we all were," lionel went on nonchalantly; he assumed the drop was the way of everyone, and could not conceive that weakness might not be culled, but allowed to remain. "bitty kid, you get tossed down into the fuckin' ocean. iciest thing i ever felt." and that had been true of the waters even without the touch of ice.
"well now you can do whatever you want, sonder," the stag muttered warmly, distracted by tracks in the sand, light and brushed away by the breath of the wind. "do you know what that might be?"