They hid under the water, rose pink and softened by the surf, tiny shells sheltering so close to the shore. Her back bent, she trawled the endless foam, uncovering the little sea roses. Her petticoats billowed in the salty breeze, thrilling at every find.
Saturday, 24 May 2014
Friday, 23 May 2014
And Into The Dead Of The Night...
And into the dead of the night rose every pearl from the sea, released from their briny cages, spiralling up through the water towards the soft, sleeping skies. She waded amongst them. As they crossed the threshold of the swell and felt her heat, they pooled and crashed against her skin, the salt water circling and igniting the silvery magic within. They flew around her, encrusting her skin and twisting her hair into glittering crown of the sea.
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