While many were coming to the underwater city to find reprieve from the blazing sun above, Andromeda found herself moving more towards the surface. She found herself resting halfway in the water of the shores of one of the ever-changing isles, letting the sun warm her skin. She was completely naked and unashamed as she sunbathed, her brilliant red tail flowing and flicking in the shallow waters that lapped over her bare chest. She breathed deeply and slowly, relaxation the only feeling that could be interpreted from her.
She listened to the islands shift, the waves crash against sand, the gulls caw — all of it was nice as she lazed in the shallow waters, not a care or a responsibility weighing her down. The sunlight raging down on her made the beads of water sparkle as she lifted cupped hands to wet herself every few minutes. She stretched lazily, shifting her position some, but never leaving her task at hand.
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Soft ones, curled lips can’t get ‘em back
