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02-11-2017, 03:25 PM
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Her name was a song, whispered on the night breeze, as gentle as the scene of the sea that was carried with it. Rarely did the smell of the ocean reach this far inland, but this was no ordinary day. It would travel as far as it needed to in order to reach her, in order to swell around her and beckon her to the shore. Sikeax If she would come, she would find that the shards of multicoloured glass created by the Moon Goddess were a glow in the darkness - shining and pulsing with a beat that brightened and dimmed with a rhythm that matched the crashing of the waves, the magic of the ocean and the aurora to the north captured within the beach just for this night. In the waves, thousands of tiny, vibrant fish were gathering. Their tiny bodies shone with shades of blue, purple, and green - freckled with spots of luminescence that would have dimmed the stars, if they were visible through the clouds that blocked out all light from the sky this night. As it was, the beach and the fish were beacons in the blackness - a lighthouse that should, if they were lucky, bring forward the one they sought. Did Sikeax still love the sea? Would she even heed their song? Before dawn came and the shining fish returned to the depths of the sea, before the harsh light of day ruined the pulse of the shining beach, they hoped she would come. |
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