talisyr-squallbornâ:
âDunk you?â Talisyr asked, his tone one of feigned offense. âMy darling, I would never do such a terrible thing. I would only walk with you into the sea.â
And so he did, wading deeper and deeper with his lover in his arms until the water had embraced him up to his chest. Consequently, so too did it embrace the woman in his arms. Though by that some, most of the oceanâs bite had fled, leaving their bodies acclimated to the sea water. Talisyr let his grip on Dia loosen enough so that he could redirect it. Instead of cradling her against him, he pulled her in as if embracing her, so that they might bob together over the swells beyond where the waves turned to breakers.
âSee? That wasnât so terrible, was it?â
â”âŽâ” â
          Her most delicate frame shivered as the water enveloped her causing certain parts of her to stand to attention, undoubtedly noticed by the male elf who her chest pressed close against, and likely much to his amusement.. She let herself float though seemed less than eager to leave the side of her lover, her slender pale legs wading through the waters.Â
 âMaybe so but the initial shock was quite real...âÂ
She muttered with a defeated pout.














