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Come in from the deep waters. Come to where the sun shines right through to the sand.
They are mutable. They are water. They can follow the tide away from this place or they can murmur can I kiss you? in some half hope no one can hear.
And then–
A pair of lips–Too hot, like cider on snow chapped lips. Dry like thin air and just as dizzy. So bashful they can feel the brush of scars on their cheeks. Too practiced. Not practiced enough. Hesitant until the tide comes in and they are swept up together.
Kiss me. Questions and demands and desperations. It’s in all of them now.
The Feywild provides.