You're so cold
but you feel alive
Perhaps she had helped a bit too much at the end. The impact with the beach rattled her, even cusioned against Sunjata's chest, and as the final surge washed them upon on land she inhaled some of it. Coughing, spluttering, she fought to breathe properly for a while, then fell back onto the sand. Laughed a little, as she looked up and found Sunjata smiling down at her, looking for all the world like some young god of the sea washed ashore, reborn from water and sand.
For her. Just this once... only for her.
Dragging tangles of wet white hair from her face, she reached up to wipe the water from his nose, from the chin. Her fingers trembled slightly, reeling from the crash and from the way he looked at her.
"I'm okay. You?"
The other hand followed, moving to his shoulder where she began to brush the sand from his skin. Away from the inked lines of feathers... she was stalling, postponing what would come next and she knew it, but just... couldn't stand to see the beautiful designs covered with dirt.
For her. Just this once... only for her.
Dragging tangles of wet white hair from her face, she reached up to wipe the water from his nose, from the chin. Her fingers trembled slightly, reeling from the crash and from the way he looked at her.
"I'm okay. You?"
The other hand followed, moving to his shoulder where she began to brush the sand from his skin. Away from the inked lines of feathers... she was stalling, postponing what would come next and she knew it, but just... couldn't stand to see the beautiful designs covered with dirt.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
