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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 4:19 pm
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Anatolio coughs as he wakes up. He spits out sand onto the beach and grimaces. Shielding his eyes against the morning sun, he tries weakly to sit up. He's not sure how he wound up on the beach, but he doesn't have time to contemplate it. His skin feels raw and sunburned, and completely devoid of moisture. The sand feels like a million tiny knives across his arms, his belly, his legs. He needs to get back to the sea. Luckily it isn't too far away.
Toli tries to stand up, but is too weak to succeed and ends up faceplanting in the sand again. Coughing and spitting, he tries to drag himself toward the water, just a few tantalizing feet away. The dry sand abrades his already-tortured skin, but if he could just hang on a little longer...
Finally he collapses, devoid of energy, onto the wet sand. The waves lap at his body, each one like the caress of a goddess. His legs, exhausted, morph seamlessly back into his tail as the water washes over them. Panting heavily, too tired to move further, Toli looks farther up the beach and sees the sleeping angel. The events of the night before come back to him, and he grins. Worth it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 5:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 5:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 6:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 7:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 7:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 9:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 9:16 pm
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A little giggle bubbles out from Toli's lips. "I do try," he says with a bit of a blush. He adjusts himself so that the waves lap over him more, so that he's deeper in the water. "I should tell you, the tide's coming in, even though it's slow. It's good news for me, since the water will carry me home and renew my strength, but if you don't like the sea, then we may have to part sooner than we'd like." He smiles a bit. "But should you ever want to see me again, you need only come to the water's edge and whisper my name."
Toli isn't actually sure that'd work, but it sounded so nice, and it would be so romantic if it did.
"So tell me about yourself, dear Trager." Toli lies on his stomach and props his chin in both palms, swishing his tail idly back and forth.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 9:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 1:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 7:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 8:09 pm
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